Welcome to Sleepytown

I went to the dump today, well, it's actually a "recycling center", not a dump. We don't have any trash pickup out here in the sticks, so you have to take it yourself. Anyway, the dump has a new trash compactor. A second compactor! I asked the sanitation dude about it and he said we had "grown up" enough to need another trash masher.

Outside of the "big" dump.

New compactor to the right, cardboard trailer in the middle, and old compactor on the left.

Now, my girls will probably tell you (or anyone else listening) that we live, not in Sleepytown, but Punytown or Nowheresville. Not Quite Grown questioned the variety of experiences in my life when I got excited about the town getting a third traffic light. And that got me thinking. I should share some of my little town with the greater population. And so, I took some pictures today about "town." Granted, they aren't very good, but I was trying to stay in my own lane while snapping away!

So, at the start of Main Street, is Simmons Lumber, where everyone knows your name, and you can actually buy stuff "on account." Notice all the traffic in my side-view mirror.

And in case you haven't believed me in the past, the large market here is in fact, the Piggly Wiggly ("Shop the Pig!")



Being a small town, businesses have to multi-task to weather the economy. Here is an insurance company that also sells tombstone markers in the front yard!



The video rental place also doubles as the tanning salon!



The trophy shop is the only place to get office services like faxing and copying!



This used to be a sewing store that, in the year that I have lived wasn't open even once! It just got a new owner!



Curious combination of services!

I tried to get a shot of Snookum's Beef House (and self storage!) but there was a cop behind me so I didn't think stopping in the middle of Main Street was a good idea. Besides my hands were full.

Whoa! Where'd that come from??

Shot of the main part of Main Street, with our choices for fine dining!

In addition to McD's And Burger King, the third place literally next door to the other two is Jack's, for fried chicken.



Jack's is always packed, especially at breakfast, when you can get a pork chop and gravy on a biscuit. I can't even imagine that for breakfast, and I'll eat almost anything!

Of course, we have the county courthouse, where you get your driver's license, car registration, pay your property taxes, all by walking into the county clerk's office. No lines, no take-a-number. Just Johnny and his staff, who never ask for ID even when notarizing documents.



At some point, we had a bookstore, but no more.



The store next door looks even worse. Somebody stole everything but the front windows!



Okay, so we are really just an ordinary small town. I like the pace and the fact that people get to recognize you about town. Heck, my electrician almost ran me over in the Walmart parking lot! Instead, he waved and said hey!!