You are 100% Texan if...
- It doesn't bother you to use an airport named for a man who died in an airplane crash.
- You use the phrase "fixin' to" almost daily.
- Someone you know has used a football schedule to plan their wedding date.
- You've ever been excused from school because "the cows got out."
- You can properly pronounce the town Mexia and Mesquite. (note to readers: MuHAYuh and Muskeet)
- You can remember the name of the last state legislator to introduce a bill involving castration and he didn't mean farm animals.
- You know exactly what calf fries are, and eat them anyway.
- You can recall hot summers by the year they happened easier than you can remember your mother's birthday.
- You think that people who complain about the wind in their states are sissies.
- You know that the true value of a parking space is not determined by the distance to the door but by the availability of shade.
- You have owned at least one belt buckle bigger than your fist.
- A bad traffic jam involves two cars staring each other down at four way stop, each determined to be the most polite and let the other one go first.
- When you hear a tornado siren, you go out and look for a funnel.
- Your "place at the lake" has wheels under it.
- You aren't surprised to find movie rental, ammunition, and bait all in the same store.
- A Mercedes Benz is not a status symbol. A Ford F150 4x4 is.
- You know that everything goes better with Ranch.
- You learned how to shoot a gun before you learned how to multiply.
- You are 100% Texan if you have ever had this conversation:
"You wanna Coke?"
"Yeah."
"What kind?"
"Dr. Pepper."
I wasn't born in Texas but I got here as quick as I could. My husband and all three kids are natives--a fact that dismayed my dear Daddy no end. We were, after all, from the most beautiful and perfect state in the Union -- Colorado. He would be thrilled to know that one of his grandkids has gone back there and settled -- probably for good.
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