Sitting amidst half packed boxes, stacks of folded clothes, and paper wrapped bobbits, I can’t seem to wrap my head around just how quickly the time has flown. Now, with six months behind us, it is time to head north again; a reverse winter migration. Friday morning bright and early we will be hitting the road west, and then wind our way up the coast back to the Pacific Northwest.
As we say our goodbyes to Texas (at least for now), I’ve come up with a short list of characteristics, quirks, and rules particular to the Lone Star State. So:
- Always use a coaster. I once heard a woman exclaiming over her grandchild’s failure in the department: “Child, who raised you!”
- Football is God. As Coach Taylor once said: “You live in Texas now, son. You looove football, you just don’t know it yet.”
- High school football is especially God. Friday night games are the heart of the community.
- Always say “Ma’am” and “Sir”. Always.
- As a girl, if you are ordering anything besides a Coors Light at the bar people will look at you funny.
- Red boots are not just for special occasions.
- Everything is not bigger in Texas. Just the trucks. And the hats. And the roads. And the chili cheese fries. And…
- You know you’re in Texas if the town has a street named Bluebonnet.
- Horses count as designated drivers.
- Do not order the salmon.
- Texans are some of the friendliest, most hospitable people I’ve met.
- No community event is complete without giant legs of lamb and foot-long sausages on a stick. Preferably one in each hand.
- You can never be wearing enough sequins or rhinestones.
- There are Texans who drive Priuses (Prii?), who voted for Obama, and who are vegetarian. And they don’t all live in Austin.
Now back to packing! More soon my dears…
Photo by Drew Coffman, via Flickr Creative Commons.