Most people think of Texas as Hot. Humid. Miserable. Dry. Flat. Tumbleweeds.
I disagree, but only because we have lived here quite happily for over seven years. I might have been one of those people looking out the car window as we drove into town, looking around for ranches, dudes, and people chewing on the end of a piece of hay. Maybe. I was to be disappointed in that. There were no such things where we moved. Only lovely suburbia (if that’s your thing). And it’s mine. I love having a Chipotle, Target Great-Land, and Carter’s all within arms reach. I’m just sayin.
But there are many wonderful things about where we live, not the least of which is fun, predictable hot summers wherein you can slather sunscreen on and jump in a deliciously refreshing pool or eating watermelon and gallivanting about in flip-flops for several months. On the other hand?
I really, really love having all four seasons. And we get that too…and I never had that before we moved here – California native and all. Summers weren’t quite hot enough or long enough, and Winter was never more than a lot of rain and maybe some iced over windshields. Enough to be miserable, but no added fun.
Texas. I heart you. That’s the bottom line. And the beauty of this? It will be gone in a few days. And life returns to normal. No shoveling. No being snowed in. No interruption to life. Just fun…for just long enough.