You know you're southern when...

I know I am not southern by birth but since I have adopted a southern city to live in I have succumbed to many southern things. It was highlighted for me this morning (which would be about 2 pm for the rest of you) when I ate leftover pork chops, mashed potatoes and green beans for breakfast. Long Live Elvis! Even worse, I had made three pork chops last night and had one left over after breakfast so I fed the last one to my two dogs. Pork chop eatin' dogs. They did come from Mobile Alabama so I figure they are used to that kind of food.