Thursday evening, after a half day of work, the husband and I packed up our gear, and headed out to the airport.
We were off to spend a long weekend with one of my favorite people on the planet, Sara.
Yes, I own a yeti hat. Doesn't she look fantastic in it?
Sara met us at the airport with this sign:
r0x0r is the portmanteau my husband and I use.
Straight from the airport, she and her husband took us to Whataburger, which I remembered fondly from my only previous adventure in Texas, 8 years ago.
Of course, I got chicken strips with gravy. It's Whataburger. That's what you do.
As soon as we got to their house I introduced myself to their cats.
The next morning we hit up the thrift store to find supplies for the mud run.
Sara and I found matching purity t-shirt. Too bad they're over 10 years too late to save us.
We found wonderful mud outfits. Then, it was TEXAS BBQ TIME!
My plate of awesome.
If sweet tea were easily available in Los Angeles I'd weigh an extra 200lbs. That stuff is CRACK.
Next up was the dollar store, to buy supplies for a top secret project. And fool around.
I am quite a catch. nyuk nyuk.
The husband had found a silly board game at the thrift store, so we spent the rest of the afternoon playing.
At one point the husbands laughed so hard they cried. That's how you know you have good friends.
Dinner was TexMex. Because we were in Texas. It was DELICIOUS.
The next morning we walked to a diner around the corner for breakfast. The husbands matched. Not on purpose. Or so they say.
Looking over the menu.
Mugging for the camera.
I ordered grits and a biscuit, since, hey, when in Texas, right? My biscuit came with GRAVY. I love you Texas.
After that we....
Oh man, this is too long already.
....TO BE CONTINUED.