I have noticed that since moving back to Texas three years ago that something odd occurs every Summer. Texans love to get together at each others houses for any old reason, be it a birthday, anniversary, wedding or baby shower, a graduation, you name it. This is my fourth summer back in Texas and it is consistently gross outside. Hot as fire, humid as a sauna and mosquitos by the millions. Most of these Texans live in fine, large homes with the air conditioners cranked to the max until the first cold spell in the fall. However when it comes to having a party in the summer, it is not as one would expect. One would think it would be held inside in air conditioned comfort. But no! Instead, it is held outside in triple digits of temperature and humidity! I don’t get it. And, I might add, I am one of the few quests who stay inside. Once in a while someone who thinks like me joins me in the cool, cool air. I have never been one to follow the crowd. Why fit in when you can be cool inside instead of entertaining the life threatening potential of heat stroke? Lots of things here just don’t make sense to me and this is one of them.