Most often you will read about my mom & sisters as they are more local and much easier to make fun of! However, there is a whole other side that I don’t see as often, but are just as much fun to write about….they are the Texas relatives!
Did you know????
*Texas is the only state to have the flags of 6 different nations fly over it. They are: Spain, France, Mexico, Republic of Texas, Confederate States, and the United States?
* More wool comes from the state of Texas than any other state in the United States?
*You can walk my non-Spanish speaking husband, George, across the border from Brownsville, Texas into Mexico and then pretend to not know him and walk away?? But I digress.
*I have a dad George, a brother George, an uncle George and a cousin George? With the exception of my brother, they all live in good ole Texas! Ridem' cowboy!!
There is probably some deep psychological theory attached to why I married a George as well, but we won't delve into that today!!!
So for today, we shall spotlight George......my dad, George that is & his very cool Columbian wife, Geovany.
He is a retired postal worker, who managed not to go postal but instead moved to Brownsville, Texas where his biggest decision of the day is do I water my grass while I smoke my {very unhealthy} cigar or do I golf?
OR 
Lose the cigar Dad!! Pretend you're a firefighter & hold that hose with two hands!!!
Now my dad does manage to keep himself busy doing other things............. hmmm...what would those retired things be? Fishing, fishing and more fishing!! He is actually a Catholic deacon too who can write one mean sermon; which may I add I heard plenty of growing up! Oh wait, those were lectures...is there a difference??
He did finally settle down & married the best Columbian cook around. George (my George) craves her gourmet Columbian rice. She was going to teach me how to make it until I found out it involved a pressure cooker. Now, I'll cook "under pressure" but I don't think it's a good idea to combine cooking & real pressure. It scares me. And this leaves my George dreaming of the good ole days when Geovany lived here and made rice just for him. She really made the rice for holiday gatherings but my George convinced himself she made it just for him.
Here she is holding my newest sibling which brings my brain to another pychological quandary.
Why is it now that they are empty nesters they feel the need to adopt new siblings and pamper them and make them exquisite doggie meals? Seriously, this sibling is undoubtedly more pampered than I ever was!!
Please note, I'm not calling the new sibling by its name as I am not quite ready for that yet!!!
So there you have it ~ my dad, Geovany (the most awesome cook) and the sibling
direct from the
Lone Star state of Texas!!
2 comments:
I make regular ol rice in my pressure cooker every time I make rice. If I can do that, without blowing up the kitchen, I bet you can too!
Let me clearly and unequivocally state that I am not as eloquent in my writings as you are. However, on behalf of all the little people of the world, may I give you my sincere thanks for all your kind words.
You are one of a kind..
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