So things are just right-o crazy at this barn party. Speaking of barns.... and parties.... I realized that I am the last of a dying breed. Farm raised and grain fed. Well, not so much grain fed... but very much farm raised.
Here are ten ways to know that you've celebrated a holiday in East Texas:
1) Your Thanksgiving celebration consists of the traditonal FRIED turkey (courtesy of the deep fryer now positioned in the driveway) and football --- PLUS target practice in the backyard afterwards. With GUNS!
2) Gettin' up at 4 AM on Christmas morning-- not to open presents, but TO GET IN THE DEER STAND
3) Fightin' with your brother in the duck blind (on Christmas Eve!!) over the propane heater and hand warmers
4) a good 'ol fashioned Christmas parade: all the cheerleaders riding on the town's firetruck, and all the club sweethearts in sequined dresses (in 30 degree weather mind you) and MY BROTHER as Mr. DECA Club!!
5) going to the mini-mart (if you don't know what that is... get therapy!) for a Coke 'cause it's the only thing open!
6) Running into everyone (in Wal-Mart of course!) and answering the whole "how's your Mom?" "who are you dating?" thing.
7) Knowing what the parade emcee is talking about when he says, "It's like trying to herd a bunch of cats!"
8) The HUGE Christmas cards in everyone's yard! (that's for Vanessa 'cause there isn't Christmas culture in Cali!)
9) Scheduling "Rekop" around the Christmas holidays.
10) Flat top Christmas trees. Actually... just totally redneck, deranged Christmas trees make it worth it!
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