Can you guess where I was? No? Here are some hints:
My jeans don’t fit and I can’t stop saying y’all.
The state I was in has 4 seasons: almost summer, summer, still summer, and Christmas. It happened to be “still summer” when I was there, which meant 105 plus degrees every day. I am pretty sure even my hair was sweating.
Men were wearing tight Wranglers and boots.
I finally satisfied my craving for authentic Mexican food.
Fixinto was used regularly and no one had to explain that we weren’t actually going to fix anything.
We did our grocery shopping at HEB.
And when I saw a horse drawn wagon going down the side of the freeway, I didn’t even blink.
I was in my home state of Texas!
My Granny & I
Abby (my cousin) & I circa 1991 -check out those dinosaur computers behind us!
Maggie (my aunt’s dog) after a swim in Galveston. –she is too cute not to share!
It was a wonderful, albeit short, trip. I got to visit my family, eat authentic Mexican food, and be reminded of all the things I miss about Texas. Then I flew back and spent a few extra days at my Mom’s house in Tampa.
View of the lake at my parent’s house. Photo taken on an iPhone (with no filters)!
Jorge & I together for the first time in 3 weeks!
And finally, after 3 weeks, Jorge and I reunited. He had been in Sacramento for work and I missed him dearly. 8 days away was fabulous, but sometimes being home is even better.