these stories) and have only lived near the coast. In fact, the longest I have ever been away from the ocean was for 2 weeks when I was 8 years old. Erik's time away from the sea may be even shorter. The two of us in Texas was like an out of body experience watching us California fish out of water. At first we were in awe of the snow! I mean of course we have been in the snow before, but I can count the number of times on 2 hands. I loved the sensation of slowly sinking my boot into a pile of fresh white fluff, I felt the same satisfaction as I do when crushing a fallen leaf or popping bubble wrap. Erik jokingly reacted to almost everything by whispering, "Golly" in a southern accent as he was convinced that word was to Texas what "dude" was/is to California. It drove me nuts. I kept explaining to him, "Erik this isn't 1950...NO ONE says Golly." Clearly we need to get out more.
We spent our short trip exploring Dallas and the adjoining counties. Although their is something to say for its vastness, I found the flatness of Texas rather jarring. I kept waiting for the end. Perhaps a mountain range, the ocean, a forest even...but nope, just oak trees and brick houses. On our final night we treated ourselves to Texas BBQ, (I even snuck a bite of a chicken finger!) and then hit a few of the local pubs. Erik was still pressing his beloved word, "Golly, I'm tired." or "Golly it's cold!" Finally I made the decision, he needed to be proven wrong. Our waitress was so kind, she would be the perfect soul to put an end to his vocabulary insanity. I stopped her, "Hi again...may I ask you a question? And please don't take offense." I get the go ahead. "My husband (I shake my head) is convinced people in Texas say 'golly'..." she cut me off immediately with a "What?!" "Like 'gahhhleee"? "NO ONE says that!" There that bubble wrap popping satisfaction. "See Erik I told you!" We laughed it off, and she was a good sport. My poor embarrassed husband on the other hand, left that bar unconvinced taking his phrase with him, "Michaela, I swear people say that." I don't know about that Texas terrain, but Texas people...you are awesome!
When our plane landed on Saturday I felt a touch of sadness that our short trip was coming to an end, but then I saw my palm trees, gorgeous blue ocean, and felt that 75 degree wind. I thought to myself, "Golly I love this state."