A throwback post HERE about enjoying the minute or two of fall we get brought on this post.….
Everything IS bigger here. Our hair, the beers, the bowls of queso, the traffic jams, Mother Nature’s mood swings…..
We need CAVES here for all the queso!
Like this one at Brazos Valley Cheese
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And how about those multiple personalities?
You should know that we don’t ALL ride horses or wear boots or live on ranches. MOST of us are polite (but can have road rage on I-35 like you’ve never seen), we are known for being friendly (but carry for when someone is not), and are rated A- in best public schools (but you’d never know it because you think we talk funny).
Yes, we ALL talk funny. And yes, we already knew that.
Speaking of which – I don’t know about you, but I never think about my having an accent until I hear myself recorded somewhere. My job(s) require a lot of talking, to a lot of people, a lot of the time. Tech Support calls come in from everywhere, many from the East Coast (I still stand by the opinion that THEY have the accent!), and they ALWAYS know I am some kind of southern but not necessarily Texan. Then BAM! One “y’all” gives it away every time, and you know what? I am so, so fine about that.
I love being Texan and can’t imagine wanting to live anywhere else.
Even when Mother Nature lets “Sybil” run the control switch…..
Its 40-something degrees today, y’all. Make the chili. Enjoy it while you can. Because next week we’re back in the 90s.
I love to know what is good when we travel! Comment your city/state and your favorite thing about living there!
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