Not sure what a backyardigan originally was, but it’s a pretty fun word to say.
Go ahead and try it – (probably) no one is listening!
Thanksgiving has come and gone, and now Christmas is looming. This year I’ll be spending it in Texas. Y’all have heard of Texas, right?
I spent Thanksgiving in Colorado, with no snow and pleasantly mild weather. I expect Texas in December to be about the same. While I do love a good white Christmas, I’ve been pretty homesick lately and am excited to have a Texas Christmas, especially since I know a whole white spring semester here in Colorado is in front of me (y’all know I’m right!).
How to cheer up a homesick Texan:
But most importantly: Don’t take her to Serious Texas Bar-B-Q….just don’t.
And now, please enjoy some old school King George:
Non-Texans, for an explanation of the title see below:

I have a confession to make. I am the reason my beloved Rangers lost this week to the Orioles. My southern hospitality and amazing hostess manners are to blame.
I loaned my lucky #32 Rangers shirt to a friend in duress (she needed a change of clothes for a walk of shame just a walk! a plain ol walk somewhere!) about a month or so ago – and the Rangers consistently put up poor performances since then, Josh Hamilton especially. I can’t believe it took me until Friday night to notice (and frantic texts/phone calls to please return a ratty old t-shirt to the other side of town immediately were not received very well), but there you have it. All. My. Fault. I’m a little afraid to come clean to all those intimidating guys but the air needs to be cleared, yall! Probably shouldn’t offer to buy Hamilton a drink…think he likes brownies? Ron Washington looks like a pie guy, amiright? Is this punishment for being friends with a Rockies fan?
Sidenote: Does anybody know where/how I can reach Josh Hamilton to apologize?
Second sidenote: How well does pie travel by mail?
