Come back to Texas
Its just not the same since you went away
Before you lose your accent
And forget all about the Lone Star State
There’s a seat for you at the rodeo
And I’ve got every slow dance saved
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway– Ohio, Bowling for Soup
So after 12 years of living in Illinois, I’m headed back to Texas. I’m pretty sure I’ve lost my accent (although I never stopped saying y’all), the only rodeo I’ve been to was in Illinois, but I’m excited about returning to good Mexican food.
The house is (mostly) packed and we roll out of here on Monday. We don’t have a place down there yet, so we are moving in with my parents. It feels kinda strange to be 30 and married with two kids and be moving back in with my parents, but its how things worked out. Mike starts school in a couple of weeks and I hope we can get settled soon. At this point it’s till rather surreal.
I don’t know when I’ll have regular internet access again as we trek down there. So until then…