...but Texas wants you anyway.
My friend and I were talking about someone who blathered endlessly about the country they came from and how everything was back home, [so much better (why did he immigrate here???)] and she said "I had a neighbor from there. Those people are worse than Texans for bragging."
I giggled and giggled. Couldn't stop laughing. I'm still laughing. Anyway, I'll tell you this: Texas is a friendly place. I'm really proud of the Ozarks and I love the landscape where I come from, but I'm glad I'm here. You oughta come and visit. You may decide to stay, too. Or if not, you can wallow in the sweet relief of heading home afterwards.
Cheers, m'dears!
Yep! Been to Texas many times. Friendly people, good food, amazing scenery.
ReplyDeleteBeen to Lubbock Texas two times for business, enjoyed every minute! Well, except for the DFW airport!
ReplyDeleteNative born and proud of my state.
ReplyDeleteTexas is about independence. Independent thought, independent actions and independent expectations. Otherwise, expecting someone else to take care of you is frowned upon. If you truly need help, it finds you without asking.
Some get uncomfortable when they realize they're living in a state that finds dependence as an alien thought, but over time - if they're really open minded- they'll find that independence is exhilirating.
Newcomers, especially from up north of the Red (which makes them all Yankees, anyway) seem to have a preconceived notion Texas is all desert, heat, cactus, heat, cattle, heat, and oil derricks.
ReplyDeleteI read an excerpt from a young Texas woman's diary written in the 1840's where the main complaint was about all the insects, in particular the biting and stinging ones, of which she opined they all were.
I sure hope Texas wants me anyway! There's definitely room for me here. :)
ReplyDeleteTexas IS an interesting place :-)
ReplyDeleteOnly been THROUGH it on our cross country migration, but hope to visit it someday as some very special people I know live there - I hear it's wonderful.
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