Houston
I went home this weekend for the first time since I left for Washington back in October. Most of the trip went as expected, with a few surprising (to me) exceptions.
Amanda drove down Friday afternoon. In the morning I had breakfast with my dad, took Samson to the groomers, and just generally enjoyed the gorgeous spring weather in Texas. I got to put on sandals and a tank top for the first time in 5 months, and I very much revelled in it.
We had dinner at Chuy's, where I indulged in a margarita, queso, and many other yummy things I can't get in the Pacific Northwest. Then we went to Valerie's house and played Settlers of Catan with Val and Jake. That game rocks, I went out and got it for myself on Saturday.
Saturday was pretty uneventful, brunch at La Madeline's, lots of coffee and conversation. I think Amanda and I got to say pretty much everything we needed to to one another; it should hold us over for a couple of months at least.
Sunday it was more mexican, Pappasitos that time. My mom and I went out for coffee in the morning so we could chat. She was busy at the rodeo all weekend so that was about the only time I got to see her. It was a nice conversation, all told. I think we came to an understanding, finally, about why I felt I needed to move and what I intend for my future, so that was a good thing.
What surprised me, though, was how much I missed Truong. It felt weird to sleep alone. I don't think I want to go back to visit anymore without him.
Amanda drove down Friday afternoon. In the morning I had breakfast with my dad, took Samson to the groomers, and just generally enjoyed the gorgeous spring weather in Texas. I got to put on sandals and a tank top for the first time in 5 months, and I very much revelled in it.
We had dinner at Chuy's, where I indulged in a margarita, queso, and many other yummy things I can't get in the Pacific Northwest. Then we went to Valerie's house and played Settlers of Catan with Val and Jake. That game rocks, I went out and got it for myself on Saturday.
Saturday was pretty uneventful, brunch at La Madeline's, lots of coffee and conversation. I think Amanda and I got to say pretty much everything we needed to to one another; it should hold us over for a couple of months at least.
Sunday it was more mexican, Pappasitos that time. My mom and I went out for coffee in the morning so we could chat. She was busy at the rodeo all weekend so that was about the only time I got to see her. It was a nice conversation, all told. I think we came to an understanding, finally, about why I felt I needed to move and what I intend for my future, so that was a good thing.
What surprised me, though, was how much I missed Truong. It felt weird to sleep alone. I don't think I want to go back to visit anymore without him.