Happy Ending

One of Patrick's favorite things is Baylor football. He's been to several games this season so far and always complains that his wife is always working when he goes, so given the opportunity last week, I made a last minute switch, got 3 hours of sleep, and finally made it to a game date with that handsome husband of mine.   We got into town early enough to eat at Ninfas (my favorite) with the fam (and my brother's new Facebook official girlfriend), swung by a couple of tailgating events, and then squooshed into the bleachers for one of...

I know, I know. Disgraceful.

"This fall, I'm going to do something I've never done before. I'm definitely not missing the fair." That's what I said. And then suddenly, somehow, there were only 3 days left and we still hadn't found the time to go.  So last week, Patrick, my brother, and me went to the Dallas State Fair for the very first time in the history of our lives!!! We took Dusty on his first public transit experience on the way, where soon he would learn there's not many public events in the city one can attend with a huge knife in their pocket. Then set...

Snow in October!!!

Outside on the patio eating pizza on a beautiful fall evening in downtown..... An incomplete sentence, and yet, need I say more? I needn't, but I shall.  After Neo's with Lara and Tim, we walked to House of Blues just in time for the doors to open, hoping we were early enough to get our faces painted for the Walk the Moon concert. Unfortunately, it was come-with--your-own-damn-face-paint-night, so once again we were the dummies with just regular makeup on and decided mauve lipstick wouldn't really look very cool as warrior stripes (I guess...

Don't Be Shy, Feel The Explosion!

I know I've been a terrible writer when my husband sarcastically yet endearingly tells me he'd love to read one of my blogs again some day. Slacker to the max!  Not only is it difficult to squeeze in some black and white words when I'm getting slammed every night at work, but ceasing to step out of the house for much more than the occasional dog walk and to make sure we have enough groceries to survive on leaves little room for excitement in my life. Other than having a lot on my mind and nothing on my to do list but trying to see how many...

Jump Starting Our Day, Pun Intended (Project Pretty)

(Project pretty is a personal commitment to share my weekly journey of keeping my non-New-Year's-Resolution: staying fit to improve quality of life while inspiring others to do the same. Let's all jump on the endorphin wagon!) Last week Cristina and I not only jump started our day together with a nice little workout, we also had to jump start her car just to leave the gym parking lot! Luckily I had some jumper cables in the 4 Runner, but had never used them before, and Cristina had me convinced that she "kinda" knew what she was...

Slumming on the South Side

Done up nice and headed to the South Side for a concert later in the evening, we stopped by Deep Ellum for some grungy grub.  It's a good thing I took that nap earlier in the day, because I needed to be well rested to fully enjoy Angry Dog's.  Without refraining any modesty over their previous year's awards for best burger in the metroplex, this place is still pretty close to being a glorified hole in the wall, but they do make your beef exactly the way you order it.  I went against the mold and opted for some cheese and...

The Great Pretenders

Patrick will tell you, as much as he loves me, that I can be a super mean wife.  About a month ago I planned a Saturday packed with fun to celebrate our anniversary, and told him there was a surprise in store. Then I taunted him with my secret for 30 whole days. He interprets this as "mean". I say it's a build up of anticipation in an age where surprises are almost extinct.  I'd decided since we usually go on a trip to celebrate each year of marriage, but were staying local this year, it would be just as much fun to pretend to...