When In Texas….

Eat Barbecue!!

We stopped at a small ma and pa place on the side of the road and ate ribs:
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We also went to another place that was kind of an all you can eat.
My plate:
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Roast chicken, potato salad, pickle, roll

Jer’s plate(s):
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Man sized portion of ribs, mac n cheese, pickle, corn on the cob.

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We demolished.

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Think he left a happy boy?

Try not to mind that the lights are sideways.
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Go to Gold’s.

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This was the first time I’d ever used a travel pass and I was so glad I did!  It was way too hot to spend time outside, but getting in exercise often really helped with the stress of being in a new place!  Plus, it was smaller than the one at home and so quiet.  I have to say, cardio at a lower elevation rocked my socks.  I could have gone all day and never gotten out of breath!  Hee hee.

Visit SuperTarget.
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Because Idaho is lame and only has regular Target.

Consider investing in fancy rims and an old Lincoln.
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Kidding.

Buy souvenirs like the tourists you are.
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I think they’re mint packs.

Come home to one very happy golden retriever (whose leg is almost healed!).
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Simple Things…

Sometimes, the simple things can be tricky.  Please tell me I’m not alone.  

Drive thrus confuse me.  I’m the one who asks, “Where do I go?”  Or those drive thrus at the bank where you put your money into the tube.  I never know when the teller is talking to me or the next guy over. 
Vending machines are another one.   It always spits back my dollar, or I push the wrong button.  I don’t know how these things happen.  
You know what else is deceptive?  The laundromat.  I got a big ol lecture talking to about overpacking before we left for Texas.  It may or may not have something to do with my giant purple suitcase being overweight for our 5 day trip to Hawaii.  Yeah, it was bad, I AM an over packer.  
So I trekked to the local laundromat with two bags of clothing (whites and colors of course).  
I stare at the washing machines… and immensely start to miss my own set at home.  How many quarters?  Where does the soap go?  How do I know the door is shut?
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I tend to over think things.  I tell my husband it’s because I’m so smart.  I have no street cred.  None.  I also tell my husband that sleep makes you smarter… and that’s why I’m so smart.  
Luckily, after staring blankly at the washing machine, a nearby family came to my rescue.  There’s something to be said about southern hospitality.  Whew.
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I finished The Help while waiting for the laundry.  It’s an excellent book, there’s a reason everyone recommends it.  If you haven’t read it yet, put it at the top of your list!
You won’t be sorry.
Oh, you want to know what else I did?
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Ate more fajitas.  
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This time at Mamacitas. 
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We’ve been back a second time already.
We also went to a place called Guadalajara Hacienda.
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I had the daily special: shrimp on a bed of cilantro rice with pineapple and avocado.  
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Somehow, they put mango on instead, which I’m highly allergic to and I had to eat around it.  I wanted my pineapple dang it!
Jeremy had fajitas…
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…they are his favorite.  I ate aaaallll his guac.  You know, cause I’m nice like that.  And he hates avocado (!). 
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We also indulged in sopapias.  A childhood favorite from when I lived in New Mexico.
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I’ve visited The Woodlands mall several times now just to walk around for a bit… 
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I snagged some great deals while I was there.  I’ll show you what I got in another post.

Oh, Hello Humidity

Ok, I’m gonna whine.  I did not grow up in the humidity.  Two weeks in Alabama during the summer doesn’t count.  I guaranteed I complained, sweated and sweated some more.  You’d think I would eventually grow gills, but it didn’t happen.

When we first got to Houston, the humidity was fairly tolerable.  Even for a wimp like me.  Then the end of the week came and the air became thick.  We’re talking, take a step outside and your sunglasses fog.

Woah.

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Anyone know what these trees are?  They’re everywhere.

Anyways, for dinner one night, we decided we ought to visit Texas Road house in Texas.  We found it amusing (I’m easily amused) plus they have good ribs.  So we shared a full rack of ribs.

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Yum, yum.  I could eat ribs everyday.  And crab legs.

But first, fried pickles for an appetizer.  Cheers to you Xtina!!

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I gotta say, these were dissappointing.  Too sour and too greasy.  Smashburger still has the best ones I’ve had.

We also visited a Chick-fil-a, which was my first time.
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Delectable.  Also, that lemonade packs a punch!  More sour than sweet, just how I like it (and just how I am!)

A little dessert… almond chocolate ice cream bar.

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Seeing as how the lows here are still higher than the highs back home, I’d forgotten how refreshing ice cream is on a hot day.

No visit to Texas is complete without having Mexican food… several times.

Here was our first visit to a place called Taquiera Arnandas.

We snacked on chips and salsa and green sauce (?).

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We ordered beef fajitas for two:

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Heaven.  And again, Jeremy volunteered to snap some photos.  (p.s. like my disco shirt?  It’s like a party in the car with the light reflecting off it!).

What I’ve Learned In Texas Thus Far:


1. People do NOT drive the speed limit here.  They either drive 20 mph over or 20 mph under.

2.  People are aggressive drivers.  They’ll drive inches behind you, cut you off, come barreling down the road behind you.  It’s a rat race!

3.  GPS helps find the mall

4.  The Woodlands mall has a Sephora.  Score!

5.  I miss Hunter.

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Hope he’s having fun without me…

6.  Our rental car is like driving a golf cart.  Every tiny pebble in the road was a bump.  Unfortunately the gas mileage sucked (it was a Chevy Aveo) so we traded it in for a Huydai Elantra.  Fingers crossed!

7. Country music just sounds better in the south!











So this is Houston

Thank you for all the well wishes for Hunter!  He continues to be on the mend being his usual happy, spunky self.

Everything about flying makes me crack up.  We get to our gate at the airport in Boise and the guy announcing the boarding was totally on a power trip.

He called for pre-boarding.  Two people moved.  Wait 5 minutes.

He called for first class and families with small children.  One person moved.  Wait 5 minutes.

The rest of the plane is just standing there.  Waiting.  I start to giggle a little.

He calls for “zone one”.  Wait 5 minutes.  No one moves.

He calls for “zone two”.  A couple of people board.  Everyone else is still standing there.

THEN!

He says “I’d like to continue boarding for zones….. one….. aaaaand…….. two.”

I can’t help it, I crack up.  I look over at Jeremy who is obviously getting annoyed at this guy.  I just laugh and laugh at the irony of it all.

Finally he calls “zone three” (basically everyone who’s been waiting this whole time) and we board the plane.  I’m still chuckling, because, what else could you do?

Think of Meet the Parents when the lady waits and waits to call the Ben Stiller’s character (the only one waiting) on board.

And then, there were the two ladies across the aisle that fought over the window seat.  I tried to stifle my amusement on that one.

Then there was the plane from SLC to Houston.  This makes me feel safe:
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“Just slap a little duct tape on that…”

The good news was we were the first row behind first class and had TONS of leg room.  Not that at 5’4″ I really need leg room, but my husband appreciates it.

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I’ve never been to Texas before.  Unless you count the Dallas airport, which I don’t.

But I’ve always wanted to go.  It makes me think of big, blonde hair, nice tans and lots of sparkles.  It’s amusing how we have misconceptions about other parts of our own country.  For example, I met some kids from Alaska and I was actually shocked they did not live in igloos. Ok, so that was back in high school, but you know what I mean.

The only place in the south I’ve visited is Alabama because I have family there.  In fact, Houston makes me miss them a little.

Things I’ve learned about Texas thus far:


1. Everything really is bigger.  The schools, the roads, the restaurants, the churches!! there’s one one every block and they are all mammoth sized.  I stared in awe.

2. Blue Bell ice cream is the best ever.

3. It’s HOT here.  Not quite as suffocating humidity wise thank goodness.  I was not born with gills.  Let me put it this way: when I left Boise, it was maybe getting to 70*.  The low at night in Houston is at least 80*.  Yowza!

4.  I’ve finally visited a Kroger.

5.  People drive a little crazier, but at least they let you in.  (People in Boise are notoriously bad at letting you in, at least in my experience).  They also have Texas U-turns under every highway.  Interesting.

6.  Rental car GPS: 9.99 per day.  We opted out.  GPS app for iPhone: 2.99 for 30 days.  Win!

7. GPS is a marriage saver.

8.  Even though the heat is stifling outside, I still have to carry a jacket so I don’t freeze in the a/c inside places.

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Houston downtown.

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A church in Galveston.

The day after we arrived, we decided to make the hour and a half drive down to Galveston to hang out on the beach and relax.  Ohhh, was it relaxing.  I think I’d like to move there.  Though the hurricanes make me think twice.

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After a few hours of soaking up the sun on the beach, our tummies were grumbling and we drove into town to find something to eat.  When at the beach, eat seafood!  We settled with Joe’s Crab Shack, even though we have one back home, we knew it would be good and we LOVE crab legs.

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Yum.

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I’ve totally influenced Jeremy to take pictures of his food.  He took this one.

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And this one.  Try not to giggle…

I made sure not to eat too much and we got a take home box…. which I promptly left at the restaurant.  We didn’t notice until we were all the way back to the hotel.  So sad… 😦

Do you like seafood?  If so, what’s your favorite?  For me it’s crab, crab and shrimp.


How do you pass the time on car rides?  I talk, listen to the radio, or sing goofy songs like “there once was an old lady who swallowed a spider”.  

p.s.  I’m trying a new comment widget… hopefully this one works a little easier!

Hunter took a tumble…

So there we were:

Hunter loves to take car truck rides in the back of the truck.  So it wasn’t unusual that we loaded him up in the back to drive oh maybe 2 or 3 miles to pick up our lawn mower from the repair shop.

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As we were driving home, the lawn mower rolled towards him and it spooked him and out he jumped!

I looked in the bed and realized he was not there and just lost it.  My poor husband is trying to find Hunter (the road we were on is moderately busy) while dealing with an inconsolable wife.

We didn’t see him IN the road, which was a good sign he hadn’t gotten hit but we didn’t see him ANYWHERE.  It was at this time, I was thankful we had gotten him “chipped” (they actually implant a computer chip in the dog so that you can locate him by… GPS?  satellite? not really sure, but the important part is it helps to find a lost animal)

Jeremy turned the truck around and we searched along the side of the road where we had been.  He then got out and had me drive up the other side of the road while he searched on foot.

I got into the truck, pulled it back onto the road –just barely keeping from hysteria– and drove up the other side, searching.  After several yards, I didn’t feel safe driving, so I pulled over and got out to start searching on foot as well.  I only made it a few feet before I just stood on the sidewalk of the busy road in complete meltdown.

When I looked up, I saw Jeremy, holding Hunter’s collar and coming back towards the truck.  This only made me break in to fresh hysterics of relief and it was apparent that Hunter was ok.

His paws were bleeding where he had split open some of his claws, but he seemed to be ok and most importantly, it was quite apparent that nothing was broken.

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By the grace of God, another couple had seen Hunter bail out and had guided him to safety in a parking lot where Jeremy found them.  My hubby is my hero.  ❤

When we got home, Hunter was a little quiet and not exactly his overly exuberant self.  He was in shock I’m sure but he was still wagging his tail and eating/drinking so we figured he was probably in a little pain.  That dog never complains.  We hosed as much blood off him as we could and he settled onto a blanket in the kitchen.

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He has a gash on the inside of his back left leg.

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And a couple of nicks here and there.
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Thankfully, he’s pretty much returned to his normal self.  I’m so thankful he came out of this ok, I was so scared!

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Oh, and by the way… he got a summer haircut!

Happenings

Sometimes, life is just life.  And that’s not a bad thing… not at all.

It’s been raining a LOT this year.  So much for living in a semi-arid climate.  I like rain… but my lawn grows two feet before I can get out to mow it.
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Hello, neighbors’ house.

Sometimes I exaggerate.  (But not about the rain.)

I managed to make a houseplant bloom.  *Miracle.
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I planted some flowers outside.  And they are thriving.  Woo!
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Iris’ are my favorite.

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I’ve been sick with a sore throat.  It’s not strep.  My mom thinks it might be mono.  I could go to the doctor… but I’m not dying.  Plus, there’s nothing worse than going only to pay $100 be told it’s a virus and there’s nothing they can do.  Yeah, I need that like I need a hole in my head.

Granted, dairy isn’t exactly the best thing to eat while sick… but that’s the only thing I wanted.  Sometimes it’s nice being a grown-up.

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Tomato soup and grilled cheese please.

Also, Christina’s beet risotto is a better comfort food than macaroni and cheese.  Fact.
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Bonus: it’s pink!!

I know I’m feeling better when I muster up a breakfast burrito with scrambled egg, cheese, avocado and salsa.
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Tasty.

and tuna/avocado sandwiches.
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Hunter went swimming in the canal… but he can’t come inside until he’s dry.
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That’s the rule.

But it’s almost the weekend, so many adventures await me!