Mum’s the word.
I have lived in Texas for over three years now. There are things I like about Texas, and things that I think are crazy. “Aren’t you from Oklahoma? How different could those cultures possibly be?” you may ask. Well, as the Texas tourism people will tell you, here in Texas, it’s like a whole ‘nother country.
First, there’s this:
I’m not even going to get into that sparkly big haired mess- but I am going to discuss something else that goes along with Texas high school football.
It’s a homecoming tradition around these parts for boys to give girls flowers- metallic ribbon covered, teddy bear adorned, twenty pound fake crysthanamum necklaces, to be exact. I have blurred these poor children’s faces in an effort to protect their innocence while still showing you, faithful reader, how gaudy/awful/huge the mums are:
These bedazzled faux flora monsters take over my local Hobbity Lobbity each October- you know, approximately halfway through the HobLob Christmas season. I think Texans have a knack for taking something simple and nice and turning it into a massive, gaudy mess. No offense, Texans. Okay, okay, offense totally intended
(Sidenote: I know the story about Teddy Roosevelt and the history of teddy bears, but I still think it’s way bizarre that bears are a symbol of love and innocence.)
So I will try my best not to snicker when I see youths weighed down by their teddy bear covered mums, and I will quietly add homecoming mums to my list of things that exist even though they make no sense at all.