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Melinda’s divine cake, with a frosting to die for . . . For most of my adult life I have been a carrot juice swilling, veggie chomping, sugar eschewing, fitness buff.  I’ve made good choices.  I value health. I stand strong and somewhat smugly in the light of that truth.  And then I moved to Texas. Texas women are belles. That means they are beautiful, elegant, smart and gracious all in one package. I’ve never met women like them anywhere. And they all have a certain gene.

Welcome to Texas road sign at the state border with some bullet holes This isn’t the first time that I’ve overthought something and maybe tried a little too hard to get something right. Relocating from Oregon to Texas had a lot of moving parts and being a logistical queen, I handled most of them efficiently. There is, however, a kind of weariness that ensues when you’re dealing with so many challenges and changes. My little Type-A personality won’t rest when it’s tired if