Cattle drives, cowboy boots, country music, steaks, bull riding and of course, cowboys. I love Texas. The boys are dying to make the trip. Unfortunately, we still haven't convinced Jeff to make it our family vacation location. I'm guessing it's because he makes a dozen trips there every year. And if there's one thing that Jeff doesn't like, it's traveling. Security lines, cramped flights, airport food....need I go on? But I consider Jeff the lucky one. It's now a joke, if anything is going to go wrong at home, it's going to happen while Jeff's in Texas. Blown transformers, power outages, sick pets, sick children...the list goes on and on. Nothing we can't handle, but it never fails.
While Jeff is in Texas today and tomorrow (and again next week), I'll sit here with my fingers and toes crossed until his flight lands. And when the inevitable disaster occurs, my response to him will be the same...Thank your lucky stars you're in Texas.
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