My cousins are in town.
This means it's just a matter of minutes before I start referring to you and you and you, as y'all. We won't plan on taking a road trip, we'll be fixin' to hit the road!
Starting today, all dialogue will be spoken at an audible level usually only appropriate at rock concerts or tarmacs. There will be a sound that starts out as laughter but very quickly morphs into a distinct cackling noise. If you are nearby and you hear this sound, you will probably first duck before looking around for the swarm of maniacal turkeys you fear are flying toward your head.
And there will be a lot of talk about gastro-intestinal phenomenon. Accusations will be made and retalatory action will(must!) be taken. People will resort to using their bodily functions for evil-doing, all the while another flock of maniacal turkeys flies overhead.
I will become immediatley aware of the expressions made by an extremely observant 3-year-old, who upon seeing a public bus emphatically announces to the car, "City Bus!!" Because in a week's time after they have gone home, I will shout out to my lone self, "City Bus!!" three or four times each day on my way to work and I will miss them all very, very much. Minus all the farting.