Houston mini-break

I went to Houston this last weekend. So fun! On the way there, I had the ultimate fake out:

Okay, so I am driving in Dallas, and ahead of me, in the fast lane, and not going very fast, might I add, is a huge caravan of buses, a Penske truck, and police escort. Immediately, I realize, it's the Bushes, moving their stuff to town! Woo-hoo! Though still slightly perturbed that the caravan chose the fast lane, I was stoked. Also, I was more than annoyed at all the other cars, who just couldn't seem to work up the nerve to pass the caravan so I could get a good picture, not to mention, pass it myself. I wanted to yell, "hey, these cops are busy! They aren't about to stop what they are doing to pull you over, you idiots!"

Then, I realize, we are totally on the wrong highway to be going to their new place. And, why would George W ever rent a Penske truck? And, where's Limo One?! And, look at all these other cars, going to, oh, dang it, the Cotton Bowl. That was just a lame football team.

Houston was way fun. Had sushi, seafood, went to an art museum, the Angelika theater, the Galleria, Galveston (which is like a creepy ghost town), church, tex-mex, and of course, DSW (even though we have it here, too, DSW is a Leslie/Maigen tradition).

It was fun to see my friend Marilyn's new house. I also got to hang out with Leslie and Jason and Bridgette. Here are Leslie, me, Bridgette, and Jason at Cafe Adobe for some delightful fajitas! Ole'!