Have you ever had one of those days where you just felt happy? (And no, I’m not taking anything.) Seriously though, have you ever just had a day or a time when you just felt good?
That’s how I’ve been feeling the last couple of mornings going into work and prepping for the day. Oh, don’t get me wrong, certain students do what they can to even out that internal cheer, but the next morning the happiness is back.
Here’s my theory… Spring Break is a week away!!! And I’m taking 2 days off to get a head start! Yes, that’s right! The boss gave the thumbs up and I’m playin’ hooky! So, by the time you read this I’ll have two days left until I’m winging my way to the great land of Texas! Where bluebonnets grow wild, humidity exists, a lot of the houses are made out of brick… and everything is GREEN! For the last 5 years I have lived in the desert where nothing (natural) grows except tumbleweed and sage brush, the air is dry as the grainy sand surrounding us, most houses are made out of dry wall (Screwed Up Texan interruption…do you mean stucco?), and where you realize that brown is probably the base of all existing colors.
And as much as I appreciate the beauty and wonders of the desert, I’m excited to visit a place where the earth visually thrives. I’m excited to visit my friend the Crazy Texan once again and see the bluebonnets along the highway, stare up at the beautiful oak trees, and listen to the comfortable Texas twang and wonder how long it’ll take before I start talking like them. Who knows- maybe I’ll go native and get me a 10 gallon hat and big ol’ belt buckle with a rodeo horse on it! Shoot, I already drive a pickup truck.
I have good memories of Texas, thanks to friends and family who live in those parts, and in my mind it has become a sort of haven to which I want to escape when life gets crazy here. It’s like a breath of fresh air. (And considering I live in a fast-paced-busy-metropolis, breathing fresh air is quite the commodity.) I appreciate the relaxed atmosphere, friendly people and being able to see the stars at night, and to see them without wondering if the bright ones are far off airplanes. (On any given night at any given time, I can look in the sky and see at least 5 airplanes coming or going.)
Who knows, maybe one of these days I’ll finally move my butt out there because, as the Crazy Texan likes to brag, Texas is the best place to live, God’s own chosen county; and I have no doubt that as she reads this her big ol’ head is swelling up with all that Texas pride y’all keep well in stock.
I can’t wait to return to Texas.
What my Anonymous Friend may or may not know is that the tune of this song is our state song, Texas, oh Texas!
Now for one of my favorite tunes about Texas pride (and check out that bathing suit at about 1:04…I swear I just saw it at Walmart!)