I wouldn’t even know where
I wouldn't even know where to start in catching up the last week or so of my life. EL came back on the Wednesday before Valentine's Day (last Wednesday). I was stuck in a corporate driver safety class all day, so I sent a limo to pick her up at the airport. I felt like an ass by not being there, but this driver thing is a mandatory course that I had already rescheduled three times because of conflicts in schedule. I simply couldn't get out of it. I got home as soon as I could that day and we changed into something a little more formal for our evening. We stopped at Papillion for some food before heading on to the Cullen Theater for the George Winston concert. A few drinks at the Cotton Exchange and a quick stop at The Twelve Spot were all we could managed before a unanimous vote to turn in for the night. Thursday was a quick day at work leading into a wonderful evening with Keith and Sommar starting at The Red Onion Grill and then the Mucky Duck where the four of us enjoyed an all acoustic Guy Forsyth show. Friday completely sucked... well, until I met up with EL later in the evening to spend Valentines together. I worked until almost 7:30. She had to wait for me at home. That sucked. There was no way I could leave earlier. We actually ate fast food for Valentines Day thanks to my working late. We went to see the Burden Brothers at the Engine Room... that show was awesome. They played a new song which was to be named "Conditional" that was amazing... old school Toadies kinda eerie almost, but with the Burden Brothers LAMF touch only VTL and Taz can slap on there... daddy likes. EL and I hit the road early for the coast. We made it to the Corpus Christi area around lunch and spent the entire weekend with my family... my mom, sister, grandmother, etc. It was a great time... and I think the trip was a complete success as EL and my family received each other well. The only time we really went out the entire trip was to have dinner at The Boiling Pot in Rockport... good times. Oh, btw... Sean, City Tortilla Factory is just as good as we remembered. We made it back to Houston yesterday afternoon and did some window shopping in the Galleria before dinner at The Cheesecake Factory. It was a terrible, terrible feeling to take her to the airport, but I know there are only a few days left before that will never be an issue again. I left out a million details from the past week and to be completely honest with you, I have not been blogging for any other reason that I've just been to busy. I think of things all the time that I want to stick on this page, but I simply have not had the time... especially at work. I didn't get a break for lunch until almost 3:00 this afternoon... and even then it was a bag of pretzels and a diet coke that I am trying to inhale as I type this while more work is waiting for me as soon as I finish. I know, I've been flakey with the site. It can't rain all the time.
me tired
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