A week ago, I went to the first concert I've been to in quite a while. It reminded me how wonderful live music can be. Over the Rhine at the Cactus Cafe. Everything about it was wonderful.
In other news, I've been increasing my percentage of being Texan. I've lived here since before kindergarten (and both sides of my family, although very different, are completely Texan), but I had never owned a pair of boots until about a month ago. I had also never cooked a steak until last night when I cooked one for my Grandmother for Valentine's day. There are probably quite a few other things that I need to cross off my list, too. When overseas, people are sometimes surprised that I'm Texan because I lose my accent (which was never too strong to begin with). The other day, someone commented that it must be funny when I speak Chinese with a Texan accent. I told her that I don't usually have much of an accent when I'm overseas because I'm not around too many Texans. She said, "It's funny how it comes back, isn't it?" I guess that means that my Texan accent is back. Maybe it came with the cowboy boots.