When a Texan moves to Colorado
In case you haven't guessed since my last blogging nonsense I have moved. Yep, from Texas to Colorado. My hubby's job sent us here. And if you read any of my other blog you would know they tried to do that once already. This time it really happened. We have been in Colorado 8 months now. We miss Texas but we like Colorado.
There are some things though that happen to a Texan when they come here.
One being no humidity!
When humidity is gone there are some weird things that happen to your body. Yep its true! Your once nice skin turns into a dry parched mess. When you take off your black pants or socks it looks like a snow storm hit inside them from dry skin. Gross I know. Is this TMI? The hunt begins for lotion (which by the way doesn't work) you need cream and tons of it.
Your nose....is another story. I don't want to gross you out so lets just say cram a bag of potato chips up your nose and you get the feeling. Ha! You also wake up every morning with eyes that feel like sandpaper every time you blink.
High Altitude
There are two sets of these in my house. They each have 18 steps. When you go from low altitude to high altitude these can kill you! I thought I was going to pass out each time I got to the top of these babies. I am talking lay down and just die! The air is thin here. It makes you feel like a 100 year old man running a 100 mile marathon. Drink lots of water is what they say helps. So now not only am I winded but I have to pee all the time.
COOKING
If anything turns out weird I blame it on the altitude!( I say weird because I don't make anything bad...you believe me right?) I don't know how much longer I can use it as an excuse though. Things cook different here. Sometimes it takes a lot longer, sometimes it takes less flour, and sometimes you have to lower the cooking temp. Its a trial and error thing.
SHOCKING
I am getting the shock of my life here. Every time I touch a light switch to turn it on or touch Hubby (get your mind out of the gutter I put him after turn it on!) I get zapped. I mean ZAPPED. It is kind of fun to take your clothes off in the dark and see all the sparks fly. Do I need to get you out of the gutter again? Hehehehe
We really do like it here and our bodies are getting adjusted to the differences. Only cram 1/2 the bag of chips up your nose now ;O) I will tell you some of the good stuff of being here in another post.
Yeah I'm back...y'all maybe sorry you begged me start up again!
Thanks for stopping by Mauna
