I’m starting to remember the things that I love most about Texas. People who hear that we’re moving and have never been or are just small minded like to react “Texas, ugh…why?” Then, when I tell them my entire family lives there they say oh, well that makes sense I guess. Unfortunately, they are missing part of the point of our move. We’re not JUST moving to be closer to my family. We are moving for a different life and for those of you that are un-aware being in Middle America does not mean that life sucks. Texas is not a place where republicans sit on every corner cursing you for not attending church last weekend. Just like any other place there are extremists but mostly, people are just really nice and polite. They are proud of their home state and the wonderful things there.
For example, I stumbled upon an amazing looking Christmas event that takes place in Austin called The Armadillo Christmas Bazaar. Armadillo?! Can you imagine a festival in Los Angeles or New York featuring an armadillo or any animal for that matter? It just doesn’t sound very cool…and yet, I bet it will be! I love how unpretentious it seems.
I am so excited to be around for the time of year when every little town has their special festival. The infamous Strawberry Festival in my hometown of Poteet, the Peanut Festival in Floresville, and the list goes on and on. Don’t even get me started on the rodeo’s…I can’t remember the last time I went to one but I do remember how much I LOVED them.
So, in short – Texas is going to be AWESOME. Max and I are going to be able to afford to rent a house with a yard for what we pay to live in shoe box here and we are both so excited to embrace the new life style. I might make him start wearing cowboy boots and we’ve already discussed western dance lessons. Watch out Dancing with the Stars…
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BTW, the Armadillo Christmas Bazaar is awesome. And that's not the half of it. There are TONs of random little events that happen like that all the time, and I'm still finding out about them being like "Holy Hell, why didn't I know about this before".
ReplyDeleteIt's sort of strange . . . when I tell people I meet from out of state where I live, they look at me like I'm crazy too or make some blithe comment like "well I guess its okay for some people, but I just couldn't do it". I actually get that reaction a lot from die-hard Californians. It's just easier for people to stick to stereotypes then admit they don't actually know what it might be like.