I was a California girl. My children were unofficially forbidden to move more than 1 1/2 hours from their mother . How did I end up in Arkansas? I blame Eric Estrada After purchasing our new home in Arkansas it was a full year before we could actually move. We endured the comment "Your moving where " and the looks that went with it, by our California friends for that entire year. So this started out as e-mails to friends and family to let them know all the strange and amusing differences in our new world. Many of them wanted to know if I was saving them to make into a book. One year at Christmas my son Donald said he only wanted one thing for the following Christmas, a copy of the book. So here is this book of laughter, and a few tears, that I hope you will enjoy.