"Do you miss Texas?"
"I can't see Texas from here." That's one of my all time favorite George Strait songs and before I became a transplant here in the Golden State, I enjoyed the catchy tune because after all, George is one of my all time favorite singers. Well, I can't really see Texas from here but Texas is who I am and when I was asked, "Do you miss Texas?' I confidently said, "No, I don't miss Texas. I miss people in Texas. Not everyone, but there are a few I really miss." So here you have it...my "basket of deplorables." My dad...having breakfast with him and shooting the shit aka getting all the family chisme and talking a little sports. My mom...her big smile and warm embrace. Her IDGAD attitude and her undying ability to help those around her. My Bestie Esmer...sitting at her kitchen table and laughing at pendejadas and tonteras...oh wait...we still do that but now it's on the phone. My Big Mijo Eduardo...coffee or Shiners