Texas is unique. The pride here is palpable. The hearts here are as big as the state. The hands here are a little rougher than most places. The smiles are contagious and the heat is exhausting.
Our Memorial Day was spent hunting for used furniture (score! a very old, bulky dresser will soon be a sunshiney entertainment center with spankin' new black pulls.) and getting ready for a cookout/pool party with friends. We drove to Burleson and enjoyed stories of far-off lands, splashing babies and a low country boil in the scorching afternoon heat. I met some new stranger-coworker-friends and fed my baby watermelon until she fairly popped.
I spent the evening sanding the Beast and retrieving paint colors from Lowes. Tomorrow I'll be heading back in to actually buy the paint and a few little accessories for bringing our family room from "eh" to "you can't handle the amount of style in this place." It's going to be epic.
For now, I'm going to get an epic night's sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a very, very busy day. Meeting, cookie order to fill, drawers to paint, children to feed and a house to clean. :-) Busy, busy!
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