I know what you're thinking. "You're from Boston. What's with the y'all?" Ok. Here's the deal. The first time I moved here, I vehemently opposed the y'all. I strictly used "you guys." As a proper Bostonian would, mind you. But as I continually found myself returning to Texas as if it were my home, I found myself embracing more and more of the culture. Now I'm a boot wearing, y'all slinging Texan. Sort of.
Anyway, we had a great weekend y'all. When we began to seriously consider moving back here about 12 months ago, I was a little apprehensive. I had only lived here as a student, and I was a little worried that the city as an Adult would be a bit different than it had been as a student. Guess what. It is. And it's great.
We don't make to many plans. Our errands are quicker and more enjoyable. We visit the playground in the throws of winter while wearing a light jacket. Very laid back. I'm confident is stating that the decision was right for this family. Thank you to all of our friends and family in New England for not giving too much grief over deserting, and thank you to all our Texan friends and family for warmly inviting us home.
Ok, that's it for now. I'm off to the Big D for a few days, and I'll be sure to miss my ladies while I'm away.
Take care of yourselves, y'all.