Week in Review: April 24th (with a little love thrown to Texas)

As a former NYC resident, there are a lot of things that make me nostalgic for life in the city. I fondly remember leaving my apartment in the morning, strolling around the corner, and grabbing a cup of coffee and the New York Times. I loved taking the subway to wherever I needed to go and not having to worry about sitting in traffic or where I was going to park my car. And let's not even talk about the plethora of shopping...there aren't adequate words to communicate my nostalgia for that.

But there are just as many things I love about living in Texas. Summer days are sweltering, and there might not be a decent bagel available anywhere within state lines, but the culture can't be beat. Only in Texas do you see old men remove their hats and openly weep when the National Anthem plays at a ball game. Only in Texas can you wear cowboy boots and overalls in public, and not have people think you're dressed for a costume party. Only in Texas do you mark the arrival of spring with a photo session in a bluebonnet field. Only in Texas can you engage in deathly debates over whether the plural of "y'all" is "all y'all" or "y'alls." And only in Texas can you indulge in Frito Pie, and picked jalapenos in breakfast burritos, and beef ribs. Yes, I know you can purchase these meals around the country, but they taste best here. Trust.


Much like New Yorkers, Texans are a distinctive breed. They are a proud, hardy folk, the type who fly the American flag year-round and wave to their neighbors when they fetch the mail. They're direct, and have no qualms about telling you exactly how they feel. And once they befriend you, they're friends for life.

Yesterday I was invited by Tina of T Minus, T Plus to her family ranch out in Bowie. Bowie is a rural community dominated by taxidermy shops and outposts selling tractors and hitches to haul your prize-winning cutting horses. Shopping is limited to the local Wal-Mart. Tina's parents own over 200 acres of land and raise longhorn cattle, goats, chickens and horses.  I spent most of my time oooh-ing and aaah-ing and taking picture of livestock and basically acting like a tourist.








While I'm scraping the mud off my boots, here's what went down on Dress With Courage this week:
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8 comments:

  1. Happy Easter, Elissa! I haven't thought about Bowie, Texas in years!! I spent time during my childhood in Bowie...my dad often traveled that area for work looking over oil leases. He had many friends in that area of the state. My daughter just asked this morning if I would ever consider moving out of Texas...no way, there is no place like it!!

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  2. Dang i gotta move from the UK to Texas now :{

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  3. Oh my goodness! I dream of owning my own land like that but I'd have no idea how to take care of it :( It's beautiful! I was so eager to see your instagram shots when you were there.

    "Much like New Yorkers, Texans are a distinctive breed. They are a proud, hardy folk, the type who fly the American flag year-round and wave to their neighbors when they fetch the mail. They're direct, and have no qualms about telling you exactly how they feel. And once they befriend you, they're friends for life."

    That melted my heart ^^^^ I never realized that my personality really has a lot to do with Texas and/or Texans in general. Everything you said rings SO true with me. I love that place and I'm so glad you like it as well. I hated when I lived in Fort Hood and met people who were so bitter about Texas. They had no idea what they were missing out on.

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  4. Love this ode to Texas. We are a very special breed, much like New Yorkers. I especially liked that line. :) Glad y'all [<---correct] had a great time at the ranch!

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  5. the top picture is too pretty :) i'm a new reader, so 'sup' right back atcha! :)

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  6. Oh, I have a soft spot for baby goats. And you make Texas sound like a wonderful place.

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  7. SO nice post. Really pictures are here. Those animals are so nice.

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  8. Just discovered your blog - love it! I'm in Houston. not a native, but been here 33 years an married a native.

    I'll weigh in on the y'all debate... Y'all is both singular and plural. Y'all's is the posessive of y'all - either singular or plural, as in y'all's ranch in Bowie is so spectacular. Like "your" but Texan ;)

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