On Thursday of last week, the hubs and I flew to Houston.
|Layover. I've never seen a Blue Moon can.|
After landing, we took a cab ride to an off-site car rental place (cheaper) and picked up our little weird-smelling rental. I asked the attendant if he could recommend a Mexican restaurant and off we went to gorge on our favorite food.
|I had to get a new enchilada, because they used beef in the red sauce. :(|
|Food trucks and enthusiasm.|
|Baby beers are growing here.|
|Cask beers - use the cask twice, return to sender, it gets "flashed" (burned) and gets new liquor. These are more in demand than the supply can meet.|
|My shirt has a unicorn and says "trample the patriarchy".|
|I don't recommend cold potatoes in your salad.|
|If you know me in real life, you know that I have a pathological fear of gators. Baby gators were in this tank.|
|I just picture this guy talking with a lisp.|
|Baby upside down jellyfish.|
|D loves the kitties. This aquarium had four. ....?|
|On top of the ferris wheel. I also rode that drop tower, twice, like a big girl.|
I'm big on local stuff, so I had a Texas sampler and D had one of his favorites. Then we headed to the original Ninfa's for lunch before heading to my grandma's house to visit with relatives.
There was something about the heat at my grandma's, all the alcohol and walking downtown, and lack of water that started to make me feel like shit. We stayed at grandma's for a couple hours then headed over to the rec center to help set up for the party - Granma actually had a diagram for where she wanted all the tables and her entrance throne. I come by this shit naturally.
|Granma had an entrance throne and a talking throne.|
The next morning, we had breakfast at the Corner Bakery and went across the street so D could touch some guitars. Dude plays really, really well.
Granma's birthday party started at noon and at 11:45, we were some of the first ones there. I haven't seen much of my Texas family since my grandfather's funeral in 2001. These people are adults now and have reproduced, so there was like a whole new group of people to meet. Awkward.
|That's my infamous brother. He's a whole new person.|
|Granma, Granpa, Uncle and Dad (baby).|
Granma is a fucking badass and told stories from her life, like the time she worked at a soda pop fountain for a week and quit after her first $20 paycheck, because that could sustain her for months. Or the first guy she was engaged to. Or how she was the only one of her siblings to be born in a hospital. She went to business school. My granpa courting her. She had icecream at her wedding instead of cake. She had seven kids. It was just awesome to learn so much about her.