Home is Where the Heart is

Soldier: 'You're a mouse!'
Reepicheep: 'You people have no imagination!'
-Prince Caspian, C S Lewis

 

Being from Texas, I often get questioned about life there. People tend to use the same questions everyone else asks. Such as:

"Do you own a gun?"
"I bet you support George Bush."
::After looking at my feet:: "You aren't wearing cowboy boots. Do you own any?"
"Do you live in the desert?!"
"Know any cowboys?"

Although I do not mind answering these questions, occasionally I get bored of the repetitiveness. I must admit, I feel a bit like Reepicheep. Thanks a lot Hollywood.

However, this past weekend (Halloween for those of you living under a majorly sheltered rock), I was the recipient of a completely unexpected, but welcomed comment on my home state.

Just to set the stage a little, I went to a friend's flatwarming/Halloween party on Saturday night. I decided to go as a Redneck as opposed to the 50's style I wore at the Halloween ceilidh Friday night:

Notice the Confederate flag on my arm :) I went all out.

I also wore shorts, my cowboy boots and I had my plaid shirt tied up.

I met several new people at this party. They were all thrilled and amused when they discovered I was, in fact, from Texas. One girl, from Poland, got really excited and then exclaimed (here is the unexpected comment):

"You're from Texas? Oh! That's awesome! Isn't Sheldon Cooper from The Big Bang Theory from Texas?"

I was stunned at this comment. It was the last thing I expected to come out of her mouth. Once the shock subsided, I chuckled and confirmed her claim. I was thrilled that someone had finally thought outside the box--or at least outside of an old western movie. I do believe I shall go as far as to say:

Best. Comment-On-My-Home-State. Ever.

Apparently, home is where Sheldon Cooper is from, and I couldn't be happier about this fact.