Someone long ago, a Canadian, asked me, "So do all Americans think Texans are full of it?" At the time I was not personally acquainted with any Texans so I believe I may or may not have responded with something like, "They ARE!" We have now been here in the great state of Texas for about four days and I have to make a public apology.
I was hasty in my judgement. I am filled with chagrin. Texans are nice. And I mean real, real nice, pardner. I have yet to meet one single rude person. Now, of course I knew my friend Tammy, who were are staying with, is nice. I mean, duh. She let me commandeer her laundry equipment, store pet rats in her garage, and mail in several items that are nearly as large as the Bob T himself. She drove me to IKEA too. And my friend Katie doesn't totally count either as she is not really a native Texan. We were cheerleaders together. OF COURSE she's nice. Take the lady at the storage facility where we left the Bob T for a few days. She actually drove up the road to where we could see her to help us find the location. We were having some, um, trouble. As in we passed it, then in looking for a spot to turn around (like a lot roughly the size of Detroit) I inadvertently passed a stopped school bus. In front of a police officer. I don't screw up often friends, but when I do I go huge. Which leads me to the next friendly character: Mr. Police Officer. He was perty nice too. He almost seemed apologetic (or maybe he was just really, really calm) for pulling me over for an offense that could have rendered some elementary school children two dimensional, had they been out in the street. Then when I went to pay the ticket all the people at the county office were ridiculously nice. They even remembered me from when I had called yesterday to inquire about the amount of the fine (don't ask - it would make nice people want to cuss) (but since you asked, no, I didn't) (but I wanted to). And how about all the amazingly friendly drivers? They drive really well here in Texas, but even better, no one honks at anyone. Even when a ginormous "Texas Limousine" (Chevy Silverado diesel dually pick-up) is blocking the U-turn only lane (???) because we don't have those in Florida, so I wasn't expecting it. And no one speeds. Then there were all the great folks at the animal hospital where we took our rat, Smokey (a whole 'nother blog post, friends). I don't have to tell you most people don't like rats much. You all know this because I very likely asked you if you would keep some rats for a year for us and you all said, "Thanks, but we're busy/allergic/moving to Indonesia." Every single person in the vet's office loved Smokey and commented on what great pets rats are. The receptionist came out from behind the desk just to pet Smokey. And the doctor gave us all kinds of good information on her condition and called her "Skeedaddles." I don't know why, but that was just great. I like nicknames. We named a truck and a fiver, so you knew that. So yeah, we are having a great time in Texas. And I'm not gonna mess with that.
Kim
1/25/2013 11:42:28 pm
I'm going to lose 10 pounds this year and be in the greatest health ever from laughing at your posts. Yeah, I hear Texans are VERY nice-- as long as you don't mess with 'em. I have an aunt and uncle in Waller County and I know of some people, who will remain nameless, who moved to Texas for the true American experiences it offers. We may be spending 4th of July there. Drive carefully friend... don't want to read a post from a jail cell.
Kim
1/26/2013 10:31:20 am
Oh man, people falling down is hilarious (if no one gets hurt). You should have seen me fall down the mountain in NC 2 years ago while skiing. My friends still cry thinking about it. Literally. Tears. Apparently I gave quite a show. I wish I'd seen it.
Kim
1/27/2013 08:43:22 am
I keep accidentally unsubscribing! ha! I think I'm hitting to read the post and then poof I'm unsubscribed! Sorry...
Britt Cables
2/7/2013 11:59:04 pm
Love this blog! I met your husband here in Allen, Texas and he told me of this amazing adventure y'all are taking. What great memories. Love it! Comments are closed.
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