.cowboy country.

I miss Texas.

I miss my host family.

I miss the grandkids.
These absolutely precious kids.

::avery::

::charley::

::faith::

::noah::

I miss london boy.

aka:: gypsy man.

aka:: josh.

I miss being called random british words I don't understand.

It was entertaining for sure.

Texas was a very diverse cultural experience...

Awkward photoshoots are the best.

Hahahahaha. Oh man.

What a day.

I miss downtown San Antonio.

The Alamo.

The river walk.

I miss that big Texas pride people have for their state. 

However, I always kept them in their place by reminding them that it was Davy Crockett from TENNESSEE who brought volunteers to the Alamo.

Thank goodness for Tennessee.

I miss Texas bar-b-que. 

And cowboy towns.

The cowboy store :: where you go to get your cowboy.

So convenient.

We have something similar ::but not as awesome:: in Tennessee.

The Men's Warehouse :: where you go to find your man.

I do NOT miss these creepy creatures.

I am certain they were a result of the Fall.

I miss Texas thistles and flowers.

And I miss car rides to nowhere in particular with best friends who come to visit.

Texas, I miss you.

Love,

meg