the anticipation

Now that I am back home in bunny land, I of course wish I were *gasp!* still in Nebraska.
A Texas boy admitting, out loud, that he'd rather be somewhere else than Texas?
Take away his citizenship!!

Omaha is a pretty little town, (the Texan in me is compelled to compares sizes) no offense to anyone.

It's the way we're raised.

I hadn't thought about it till the senior architect at the office noted that when one crosses, say from California to Arizona,

one has crossed the state line.

But Texans are raised to think in terms of crossing the Red River into Oklahoma to visit grandma in Tulsa,

"We just crossed the border!"

And those out of staters who have hung around us much, know that we don't say, "We're about to cross the state line." But instead say, "We're fixin' to cross."

Zelda has set up a joint blog on diary.x
so if you simply can't get enough of two adults getting all mushy about each other on their individual blog sites,
NOW YOU CAN GET EVEN MORE!!

(More about that as we get it posted.)

Oh, and if you EVER find your self in Omaha, Ne.
make
sure
you
stop
in

Espania,

a Tapas Restaurant!!

Very good stuff.

ktb

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