You Know You're in Texas When ...

Okay, okay. I promise to stop posting about Texas so much ... it's just that with travelling for Spring Break, we kept finding cute signs and sayings along the way. Here are a few more of my favorites!

You know you're in Texas when ...

It is the middle of winter and the AC is running.

Mosquitos are biting at Christmas.

Every other block there is either an adult novelty toy store, BBQ restaurant, dollar store, or church.

Saying "Merry Christmas" is the standard greeting in December (not "Happy Holidays").

While driving along, every fifth sign or so has a Texas flag or "Texas" in the name of the store.

You've gotten a sunburn while driving.

You automatically wave at those you pass.

A truck or combine has pulled to the right shoulder for you so you could pass.

A building has three huge flag poles several stories high, with one USA flag and two Texas flags.

It's bright, sunny, short sleeve weather one day, and it's snowing the next day.

The vehicles are HUGE.

There is no such thing as a "Compact" parking spot.

The Chinese buffet is practically a palace, almost twice as large as most hotels' main floor, w/sitting for hundreds.

Every place you go you can see people wearing shirts or caps for Texas A&M or the University of Texas.

The Mexican food is gooood. The BBQ is gooood. Shoot, all the food is gooood.

The best ice cream in the nation, Blue Bell, is sold for $3.44 for a 1/2 gallon.

Bluegrass music bands can be found playing in your favorite BBQ joints.

You fill up with gasoline every three days just going to work (aka Texas is big).

Restaurant servers say "Yes ma'am" and "No sir."

Sweet brewed iced tea is available at any restaurant.

When you order gravy with potatoes, it's cream gravy, not brown.

A good "night out" is going country western dancing.

1/3 the FM radio stations are country music.

80% of the AM stations are in Spanish.

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