This time last week I was in Texas. It was warm, there was Mexican food, and I was home.
I had not originally planned to go home for Thanksgiving. My current school district doesn’t give us the whole week off. #firstworldproblems to the nth degree. I’ve been spoiled by schools where we have an entire week for the holiday! However, after lots of thought (and more than my fair share of struggles), I realized that I needed a dose of home. My brother and his wife graciously offered to host me and my two crazy mutts.
I spent one day driving to Dallas. (It took 12 hours! Why is Texas so far?!) Then I had two days to enjoy everythingasmuchaspossiblenotenoughtime. Then I drove back home. Only 10.5 hours that time. I’m starting to get the hang of the drive.😉
I was beyond anxious about how Crockett would do. My darling dog is easy on the eyes but obnoxious as hell. (For the record, Geronimo is chill and causes me no worries. He’s the me.) Crockett doesn’t have good manners. At one my brother said, “Not everyone wants to play with you, Crockett!” I feel like that could be his new hashtag if #crockettbecraycray ever gets old. My nieces and nephew (all dogs, all adorable) were beyond accommodating and everyone managed to get along just fine.
Thanksgiving dinner was at my brother’s in law’s home. It was gorgeous! And the food was amazing! And I smiled so much! There’s a lot to be said for tagging along to another family’s holiday celebration. I did not cook. I did not clean. I did not have family drama. I simply enjoyed. Besides, how could you not love people who not only cook you vegetarian side dishes, but they label them as vegetarian with adorable place cards?!
Fanciest Thanksgiving of all time!
Friday was a day spent with my mom. We first met up with Julie! And her baby! Julie lives in Kansas now and it’s been too long since we were in the same state. (Side note: I still can’t believe we ran a marathon together this year!) We drank Starbucks and talked about everything. My mom got to hold
mini-Julie baby Hailey. She was even really happy when she had baby spit-up on her. #grandmafever.
From there we walked around downtown Grapevine, aka The (self proclaimed) Christmas Capitol of Texas. We got to watch some glass blowing and enjoy tasty chocolate treats. We ate outside of a cute cafe. The whole place was adorable and the fresh air was just what I needed. We parted ways and then met back up again, this time with my brother and his wife, for a fancy dinner to celebrate my mom’s birthday. I don’t know what I ate (it was kind of like tortellini but different and completely unpronounceable) but I’m not complaining! Two thumbs up!
The trip wouldn’t be complete without a visit to my brother’s office. He engineered this huge LED screen wall. It’s breathtaking in person.
Everything the whole visit was just the best. The bed I slept in was the most comfortable! The waiter who dropped things was hilarious! Chuck the pekingese on the National Dog show was the best of all time! Torchy’s Tacos were beyond! The Cowboys won! The book on tape I listened to was so entertaining! Exclamation points!!!
Clearly, I’m home sick. (Texas sick?) It’s not that I have anything against Tennessee per say (or maybe I do – let’s be honest), but the town I live in is smallllll. El Paso was 6 times bigger. Yeah, it was in the middle of nowhere, but it had all I needed. We don’t even have a Super Target here. #firstworldproblemsagain It’s no secret that it’s been a tough year, and I plan to share more about that later. (If you don’t want to hear me complain, why do you even read my blog? Just saying. Keep stepping.)
The short visit home (to the mother land!) was so good, so needed. But it also left me a little sad. I wish I was there now, eating something spicy, wearing shorts and long sleeved shirt (because that’s how we do). Until we meet again, Texas, I shall carry my torch for you and rep you well.