This weekend was about football, pride and bragging
rights. Yep, this past weekend was "Texas-OU", or as we call it in these
parts, the Red River Showdown.

We Texans are a proud people, and we like to wear our pride on our sleeves, our heads and our ears. My mother loved being a Texan - even when she was living on the east coast - she identified with the Lone Star State and pined for it in her absence. She was so happy to be back when she and my dad moved to Dallas in 1990. In the five years they were here before returning to DC, we saw more than one Texas-OU game (but not all of them ended as well as yesterday's).
With that on my mind, I thought I'd write about some of her Texas treasures. I've written a lot about my mother's jewelry - yes, she had diamond earrings, elegant hoops and several James Avery pieces that were definitely fine jewelry, but she had "fun" jewelry, too. That's not so surprising - while she was frighteningly smart and could be a very serious person, she also had a wicked sense of humor and loved to have a good time. So, when she didn't have to look professional, she donned her more whimsical baubles.

I've been thinking about my dad this weekend, too, as today would have been his 80th birthday. I miss them both terribly - but am grateful for my wonderful childhood, their constant support, and the amazing example they set for me as parents and in their marriage. When I picture them in my mind, it is in moments like this one - from 1998 - when we were all in Texas, happy, healthy and together (if you look closely, you can see that Mom is wearing the armadillo earrings).

As I mentioned in my last post, we have entered into the period of non-stop celebrations that lasts until after the new year - including some other very special birthdays this week...one of my college roommates and BFF (hers was Sunday), my brother and my nephew today (you read that right - my father, my brother and my nephew were all born on the same day), and my brother in law - with whom we'll celebrate next weekend.
I love all my shiny things, I really do - but it is the stories that go with them, and the memories they hold - not the precious stones or metals that make them so special.
Until next time.
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