November 11, 2007

A true Texan knows:

1. That “ya’ll” and “fixin’ to” are a legitimate part of the English vocabulary. If you don’t say these phrases on a regular and consistent basis, we know right away that you aren’t from our neck of the woods. Oh, and “neck of the woods” – you have to say that too.

2. Chicken Fried Steak is a required part of every diet. Extra credit for mash potatoes, corn on the cob, and fried okra. And for the record, it's not chicken fried steak unless it's smothered in white cream gravy. I've heard rumors about restaurants in other states putting brown gravy on a fried chicken cutlet and trying to pass it off as chicken fried steak on the menu. That should be a crime, punishable by law.

3. Animals were made for eating.
Get ready for the hate mail. I don’t mean to offend anyone here, but you can count the Vegetarians in our state on one hand. We like our crispy bacon and our backyard burgers. And while we’re on the subject, BBQ is not really BBQ unless it’s made from BEEF! What’s up with that faux pork BBQ stuff in AL, TN, and GA?

4. Humidity = Hair spray. Enough said. If you want to know which brand works best, ask any female from Houston. Trust me, these gals know their hair products. Should one of those Texas-sized tornadoes blow through town, they might lose their homes, but their big, shellacked hair helmets will remain right smack in place, not a hair out of place.

5. You can do serious jail time for picking bluebonnets (our state flower). Okay, not really, but we continue to pass along this tall Texas tale to our children and grandchildren in order to scare them half out of their wits, so they’ll leave these beauties untouched on the side of the road.

6. There is no such thing as “authentic Mexican food.” I’m guessing that some health freak in California probably coined the phrase. Enchiladas, by law must be topped with chili con carne, cheese, onions, and sitting in a pool of grease in order to qualify for Tex-Mex. Restaurants fixing them any other way in this state won’t be in business for long.

7. The weather is as unpredictable as a quirky middle school romance.
It can be below freezing in the morning and in the 80’s by mid-afternoon. Oh, and when it freezes over every decade or so, everything shuts down because we don’t know what to do. Those who venture out usually end up on the evening news standing next to their banged-up car in a ditch with their heads bowed in shame.

8. There is only one “UT.” Wait, you didn’t know there’s another college out there claiming to be UT with some skewed shade of orange and white? (Cough, cough, Tennessee) I myself didn’t discover this fact until I traveled to Nashville for the first time in 1999 and saw the UT logo on shirts in the airport. I made a comment to my friend picking me up that it was “very cool that people as far away as Tennessee were following the Horns.” Yep, true story.

9. There is no such thing as a stranger. We are the “friendly state” and with that honor comes the responsibility of smiling, waving, or saying “hi” (or a combination of all three) to passers-by. If you don’t respond to our kind gesture, we automatically assume you are: A) hard of seeing and hearing or B) from New York.

10. We are proud, but not prideful. Big difference. We simply take great pride in being from Texas and can’t imagine living anywhere else. Whoops, I meant to say we are proud we are from Texas. ☺


Not from Texas? Well, bless your heart--we love you, anyways! Now, I gotta go ya'll. I'm fixing to head to Nashville for the annual Women's Forum and a LifeWay author get-together.

17 comments:

Moash said...

Whoa ! That was a really cool post. Learnt a lot about Texans and Texas :-)

Linda said...

You tell 'em, girl! When I was a kid I always felt sorry for anyone from any other state. Especially those with boring shapes - always loved it when my mom made cookies with our Texas cookie cutter! Just wouldn't be the same in Colorado or the Dakotas. . . .
"Never ask a man if he's from Texas. If he is, he'll tell you on his own. If he ain't, no need to embarrass him."

Kecia said...

Actually, Tennessee has UT, that other school is tu.

Linda said...

Ooh Kecia, them's fightin' words! :-)
Actually, calling it TU is okay by me. . . it just acknowledges it's The University!!
Hook 'em Horns from the state where God makes even the sunset burnt orange.

hello darling (formerly hello sunshine!) said...

YES!!! I've lived in NYC for two and a half years now, and literally within thirty seconds of speaking with me, people know I'm from Texas! I may be surrounded by Yankees now, but I'll get back home as soon as I can!

BrittLeigh said...

Ahh... You make me want to visit this grand state. But I can already tell I'm very much the northerner I am :D. However, I would love to experience some southern class and culture and hospitality.... oh and WARMTH. Hmmm.... White Christmases are a must, but after that I'm ready for some warmer temperatures. I should just visit this state of Texas. :)

Deb said...

Texas sounds a bit like Alabama. But I have to disagree about the BBQ. Pork is the favorite in North Alabama, and you have to support the place where your daughter works! As far as the UT goes, the only way I would ever wear orange is if handed out a full tuition scholarship to one of my kids!

taraprescott said...

Loved the post! I can't and won't ever live in any other state! I love the part about Bluebonnets. Heck I still thought it was true till I read your post! ;)

Debra Kenney said...

Loved the post since I'm a native Texan; however, I must say...
GIG'EM AGGIES!!!!!!
(yeah, not such a great year!)

Elaine said...

I am a Texas transplant..."wasn't-born-here-but-got-here-as-soon-as-I-could" kinda thing.

I have lived in the Dallas/Fort Worth area for 11 years now--the longest I have lived anywhere. No kidding. So, it's home to me now although I still don't really fit according to the criteria Vicki laid out. I don't say "fixin' to." In fact, I refuse. And ya'll is not a proper contraction you know. It should be y'all. Sorry. :)

I very much dislike (I won't say HATE) Chicken Fried Steak. I think it's disgusting. Had it for the first time around two years ago and the people I was with were appalled that it was my "first time." Shock and awe.

Oh, and I remember the first time I picked a bluebonnet. Soooo uniquely beautiful and I was greeted with a "you could go to jail for that" from my husband. I didn't believe him. I thought that was the craziest thing I had ever heard. True though. Well, at least a fine. I don't actually know of anyone going to jail for it. :)

But I AM a proud Texan, that is...if you'll still have me...
*grin*
Elaine

BTW, VIcki, if you read this, I posted a comment for you on my blog in reply to your nice comments!!!

Marcy D. said...

My husband and I lived in Houston for 4 years, and, being native Kentuckians, we learned rather quickly about Texans. :) Everything you said was "right on". We're now back in the Bluegrass state, but hold our Texan friends near to the heart. Our first 2 kids were born there, and my 11 yr. old son is determined to go to UT...and I don't mean the "other" school either. Hook 'em horns! On another note, I had a chance to meet you at the Forum in Nashville last week. You are as delightful in person as you seem in your books and bible studies. I'm looking forward to bringing my daughter to the "Your Girl" conference next November in Lexington. (She'll be 11 then.)

I know this post is long, but I saw your past post on the HPV vaccine. I was diagnosed in 1998 with early stage cervical cancer. At the time, I had a 2 yr. old, and 8 month old. We were totally thrown into the unknown. The Dr.was able to get all the cells and we were so thankful it hadn't spread into my lymph nodes. I was able to have another child a few years later, and 2 years ago, at the age of 34, had my hysterectomy. My "weigh-in" on the matter is somewhat intensified because of my history, but, yes, I am supportive of the vaccine. Your stats on girls and their sexual activity can't be ignored. I was a "good, Christian girl" who made very poor choices that most likely led to the disease. Couple that with the possible genetic disposition for my girls....I'd be neglectful not to vaccinate.

Thanks for reading and see you in November! :)

Sharon C said...

Vicki, I just love your site! I am from Texas, but have been in Arkansas and Missouri for the past 17 years. I have three girls and we all get sooo excited when we cross the Red River and are back in Texas. There is just something about being home!

Betty said...

Don't forget we "use to could" ..

We "use to could" sit on the porch and talk for hours....

We "use to could" get Dr. Pepper with real sugar. (You still can in Dublin, Texas!)

We "use to could" catch fireflies all summer (commonly called "lightning bugs".

Teens "use to could" entertain themselves playing Kick the Bucket, riding a horse, or chatting on the 3 way party phone line..connected to the cord in the kitchen, where Mom and Dad could hear everything.

Stacey said...

Yeehaw and Go Red Raiders!
(you mean it's not illegal to pick bluebonnets?? it should be!!)

Missy @ It's Almost Naptime said...

I can add some insight to the bluebonnet picking rule:

After Lady Bird beautified our Republic, it was against the law to pick them. And all us kids grew up thinking picking bluebonnets would result some hard time in Huntsville.

HOWEVER, in 1988, the powers that be determined that our wildflowers were no longer endangered and repealed the law.

I remember this very vividly because it happened during my senior year of high school, and when my friend and I were driving up to Austin for Round Up in March, we stopped and, feeling very scandelous, picked a bunch of wildflowers. And every single big rig and dozens of other cars let out very long and very angry honks as they passed. Evidently they had not heard the news and were about ready to make a citizen's arrest.

I always giggle to think of some big, burly truck driver honking his horn and probably cussing me out for picking flowers!

Carol said...

You said it, Sister! Yee-haw for you!

katdish said...

Preach it sista! I'm 43, have lived in Houston since I was 7 years old.

Several years ago, we had a big influx of (ahem) yankees move to our fair state. Which is cool, but NOT if you come down here a complain about Texas. Especially when you come down here to get yourself a job! End of rant.

Thanks!