I didn’t want to mess with Texas. I wanted nothing to do with Texas.
But, in the fall of 2013 I was dragged here, kicking and screaming, from my beloved Scottsdale, Arizona. I left behind a beautiful home with a gorgeous view, the nature of the desert and the majestic saguaros, my best girlfriend, a circle of tennis friends, and a volunteer job I adored as a wildlife sanctuary tour guide.
My name is Andrea Thompson and my husband Steve and I agreed we’d be fools to turn down the lucrative promotion his company offered him, but that didn’t make it any easier.
The culture shock was traumatizing and completely disorienting; everything was so foreign and different. So, being someone who really shouldn’t be here with fresh eyes observing what it is to be a Texan, I began to write. So, I guess now you could say I’m messing with Texas.