I'm now living in the Dallas/Fort Worth Metroplex and the adjustment has been slow.
Things I've noticed.
Never try to compare any brand of ice cream to Blue Bell. You'll lose.
Owning a convertible in Dallas is much more fun than it is in New York.
When your car battery dies in Dallas, it's dead. It doesn't simply need a boost. It's dead and you need a new battery.
For a state where every thing is supposed to be large, there are an awful lot of VW Beatles and Mazda Miatas on the road.
If good fences make for good neighbors, the Dallas subdivisions have some outstanding neighbors. (There are fences, and then there are bulworks)
If your grass needs to be cut, or your house cleaned, or fence stained and you don't know who to call, just check out the pile of business cards that have been left on your doorstep. There are a lot of nice people willing to come to your house to help you.
"Bless your heart" isn't really a sincere wish for the Lord to bless you.
