Monday, April 11, 2011

On being Southern...and arrogant. Bless our hearts.



Oh how I adore being Southern.  To be Texan, you have to understand that you just might be the butt of a joke or two, but you're the last one laughing.  Swagger...it's a Southern thing.  You just wouldn't understand.




One of my favorite things about Texas is the appearance of the bluebonnets.   Living in Texas rewards its citizens with about two weeks of breathtaking highway scenery during the month of April.  Unfortunately, the temperature rises quickly around these parts and wipes the little bits of blue beauty away just as quickly as they arrived.  Sadly, on my drive home from work, I noticed that the bluebonnets along I35W are already looking a bit stressed and tired.  I suppose it takes alot out of them to be so darn gorgeous for even a short period of time.












Thankfully, most Texas treats have longer shelf lives.  For instance, cowboy boots, although they've evolved over the years, are still around and even better than ever.  The western standby isn't just for western wear anymore.






Sure, you still see the boots on the ranch hands, but that's the minority now days.  This Texas favorite is now main stream funk...it's modern and it's hip and it goes with everything...including a fauxhawk.  I bet a New Yorker couldn't pull this off.  It's a Texas thing ya'll.


And while we're on the subject of Southern women, let me just say that we are a whole bunch of everything good rolled up into sweet, sultry, sexy packaging.  We are educated, strong, stubborn, sweet, and docile all at the same time. 


My image of a Southern woman is just what I am.  I take pride in a clean house and I forgive myself when it's not.  I like knowing that my man is taken care of morning, noon, and night, and if he's not, he better just fake it.  At the same time, I'm very much career minded and expect to be honored not only at home, but at the workplace.  I mop the kitchen three times a week and I wear heals doing it.  Yeah, that's right.  Be jealous.


Although I sure don't need for a man to open the door for me, I gladly accept when they do and silently acknowledge the good job their mama and daddy did in their raising.  When a man says "yes ma'am," I simply melt.  I suppose that's old fashioned, but I never claimed not to be.


  I believe that if your kids turn our right, you take the credit.  I sure hope mine end up making me proud.  Otherwise, I may have to put them in the ground a little early.


  I gladly wash the dishes after I've made the meals, and earned a days' wage, but if I feel like treating the family to a dinner out (compliments of the man of the house), then that's my choice. I'm proud of my boys.  I'm proud that they darn sure know that although their mama takes care of every little thing, I expect them to jump if I say jump.  

I'm as sweet as molasses as long as things suit me.  I'm meaner than an old wet hen if they don't. 


And if some dime store floosey even thinks about messing with my man, I'll take that tramp down in a sweet southern way and she'll be none the wiser.  Bless her heart.


 I can go to school full time, work 40+ hours a week, raise my children, keep my man happy, and look flawless doing it.  I'm a southern woman and I'm darn proud of it.  There's not much I can't do and better still, it will be done with Southern charm.


Texas women are icons.  They are trend setters.  They are the envy of the fashion world...For example, Big Texan Hair.


Unfortunately, Big Texas hair is also here to stay, although sightings are thankfully at an all time low.


The days of Dynasty may have passed, but Southern glamour is very much alive.










Texas is home to beautiful women.  It's just that simple.  We can't help it.  Bless your heart.

Besides the women, the flowers, and the boots, we have everything in between.  Texas is of course the largest of the continental states, but that goes without saying.  What most folks don't realize is that there's really not much reason to leave this great state.  We have pretty much everything for everybody.  If you don't believe us, just ask us. 


Padre Island- Home of the shrimpers and stomping grounds for the drunken and insane college coeds throughout the month of March.


Black gold


Home sweet home...Oh how I miss the island.




Palo Duro Canyon - West Texas


Beautiful Dallas Skyline


The Cowboys Jet


Coastguard



Home of the Free 72 ounce steak


Cadillac Ranch


Dallas Stars


The highways and Biways of a rockin' metro!


Deep Ellum baby




Sundance Square Fort Worth, TX


Historical Fort Worth Stockyards
Duh...the envy of the world.


Chillin patio style


East Texas landscapes


Carriage rides in the city


Mark Cuban's toys


Found roadside all along this great state 


Also found throughout this great state...yikes...beware the Rattle Snake



Another roadside feature, and don't you forget it!




Westlake Texas named the wealthiest per capita neighborhood in the nation.



Repeat of previous envy, but worth a second look.



Pretty proud of the boys.




















Where else in the world will you find these two views within two miles of one another?





How many times have you followed a horse trailer all the way to your job?   Can you rock the boots with shorts?  Do you take allergy medication year round?  Have you ever been sitting at a stoplight and heard the low mooing of cattle outside your window? Can you say that you "don't have one bit of an accent ya'll" with a straight face?  Have you had a heatstroke on a 100 degree April day?  Have you seen snow fall only weeks prior?  How many times have you experienced a traffic jam caused by loose cattle? 

Welcome to Texas ya'll. 

Do you specify Dr. Pepper after ordering a coke?  Do you know the names of at least 15 Red Dirt Country bands?  Do you know the floor layout of Billy Bob's with your eyes closed?  Do you add sugar to your cornbread?  Do you put squash and onions in your fried taters?  If you have answered yes to at least 5 of the above questions, you just might be a Southerner.  If you haven't, don't worry.  We're the Friendly State.



(I hesitated to add this song because of it's offensive nature.  Therefore, if you think you can stomach a bit more arrogance, click on this link for some really abrasive and over the top in your face attitude.)






3 comments:

  1. What about "You're not from Texas" by Lyle Lovett - It's a GREAT song..."That's right, you're not from Texas, but Texas wants you anyway!"
    Rene Schindler Vojnovic
    Born and raised: Houston, Texas

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  2. We just got back to Utah from a family trip to Texas. I'm native and miss it terribly. Thank you for this post (hope I'm not freaking you out for coming). I am going through withdrawls from my beautiful home state! PS...I have four sons so I get the whole testosterone thing!!

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  3. Uh...you are texan, not southern. Quit claiming being southern and then babble about Texas. Texas is Texas, the south is the south. Two very different places. Ok. Thank you.

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