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This weekend was pretty cool. EL and I had a quiet evening together on Friday before heading out early for Austin on Saturday morning. We stopped and spent the afternoon antiquing in Brenham. They were having some kind of town festival. There were hundreds of people in the town square with all sorts of food and merchandise booths set up. I wanted one of those pigmy baby goats for the yard. She said no. Anyhoo, we skipped past the city of and continued on to Austin's Lake Travis for sunset at The Oasis. We spent the evening around the lake before settling in closer to town for the night. The hotel sucked, but it's all good. Yesterday was gorgeous and we spent most of it outside as we went from site to site reviewing appropriate wedding locations near the lake. We wanted to plan something near the water. What we eventually decided on is definitely near the water. Heh. It's going to be so fun. We rolled back to Houston last night... exhausted. It's really amazing how the weekends fly by! On a darker note, I am a complete and total idiot. I got off the METRO this morning and left my digital camera sitting on the seat beside me. I guess the glass-is-half-full part of me should be happy that I was awake enough to remember getting off at the correct stop, but it's still hard to swallow. I loved that camera. Yesterday, when EL and I were at the Lake way Inn, I found the key to a Mercedes, a nice cellular telephone, and a $1500.00 TAG Hour... all of which I turned in to lost and found. Maybe I have a karma check in the mailbox and someone will turn in my camera. Maybe. There was a time in my life when I would look at this as God's way of saying, "You! Clayton! You needed a better camera anyway, so I hooked you up! Here's your excuse!" These days, I try to be a little more of make-do-and-be-thankful-for-what-you-have and less of grass-is-always-greener. It must be the grey hair. It looks like today is going to be a beautiful day. I would love to be back on the lake. We ate lunch at Carlos and Charlie's yesterday and everyone was in and out with their sexy ski boats. It took me back to when Rob and I were kids and we would be in the sea water everyday after school... skiing, sailing, jet skiing, swimming... barefoot and without a care in the world. I sit in this corporate prison and question if any of that really happened sometimes. Welcome to the Matrix. You think that's air that you're breathing? Oh well, I'm off to the coffee pot to drown my lost-camera sorrows in that black liquid love that I've come to cherish as one of life's most precious simplicities.