I seriously don’t know what I was thinking.
June 22, 2012 § 2 Comments
Why I ever decided to leave Texas, I do not know.
I mean, two years in New England, and I’m a heat and humidity pansy. 95 degrees and 80% humidity used to be a cool spring day, and instead I’m sweating buckets, not sure how I’m ever going to survive summer, and wishing for that 5 degree weather back again.
Seriously. A pansy.
I took that state for granted. What other state decides elections by a roll of dice? Where else can you go to a child’s party hosted by the local gun range? No other state has Raspberry Crazy Ants that make the front page of the paper. Even my hometown is now quasi-famous (in my books, at least) for harboring a gun, grenade, and ammunition hoarder.
state is great.