Sunday, September 16, 2012

Too much of a good thing?

For the record, I love Texas.  I love being back in the United States.  I love driving a car again.  I love Tex-Mex.  But I am finding it hard to just jump right in... I might be experiencing too much of a good thing.

Example 1:  the grocery store
Oh you know I love myself some grocery shopping!  I may have met my match... in Dallas it is known as The Central Market.  It is massive (equal to a NY city block?) - it has everything - and if you forget something you have to start back at the front door and hop back into the racetrack at GO.  I have decided it is for the more "experienced" shopper and now frequent the local Tom Thumb (still a force to be reckoned with!)

Example 2:  boozy lunches
Oh you know I love myself some margaritas!  Apparently, so does everyone in the state of Texas.  I met an old and now new again friend for lunch (hello K.E.S - so happy to have re-made your acquaintance!) and I thought it was very endearing when she asked if I was drinking.  I then took the pulse of the room and found that everyone was drinking... on a Thursday - at noon - margaritas everywhere - like a dodgy NYC happy hour (and I know what I am talking about here!)  My sister and I went to lunch the following day at another spot and remarked at the sheer amount of booze flowing (one table had margaritas AND a bottle of wine to boot!)  Dallas... I love you for this... but you may just kill me.

Example 3:  power walking
Oh you know how I love myself some... wait, no, I actually don't love this one.  Okay fellow neighbors - what gives?  When did power walking become de rigueur?  I look out my windows pretty much any time of day and feel like there is a flash mob - but then I realize there isn't any irony and you all are out for sheer exercise in numbers.  I applaud you - yet do not understand you... yet.

Give me time and I have no doubt I will be power walking through The Central Market sipping a margarita.


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