Had a fantastic (hashtag* childfree hashtag relaxing hashtag sexytimes) weekend in Houston courtesy of Luke's manager who gave us backstage access to the rodeo entertainment -- I've seen behind the curtain, folks, and there is a lot of booze and candy bars back there -- and my parents who drove from St Louis to watch the C-bear. And deliver new-to-us sofas from their house!
On the drive we listened to a fun podcast I discovered earlier that day - Pop Culture Happy Hour - and just caught up.
Friday night we saw the fabulously talented pianist and singer Nick Greer at the Corkscrew
Saturday: Brunch at the Empire Café then a movie in the theater for the first time in 14 months -- Grand Budapest Hotel. It left me pretty lukewarm... Wes Anderson's movies for me are like looking into a diorama or elaborate toy train set up and I marvel at the fanatical attention to detail and craft - imagine the tiny paintbrushes!!! and forget about the story being told.
|Italian toast followed by...|
|A sundae with a face provided for scale|
|The view from backstage|
|Bumps in stripes|
|The bullriding took place at the opposite end of the arena|
We were back in SATX by 12:30 on Sunday. My mom and I went out to Boerne for some kid's consignment shopping (bust) and then to La Cantera aka The Fancy Mall for lunch at my all-time favorite restaurant, a place I haven't been in ages, say it all together now, the Nordstrom Bistro. Oh how I love the Nordstrom Bistro. Then we shopped a bit, I resisted buying this and this with these onesies! but will probably capitulate...so, so cute. That evening I got a long-overdue pedicure (my feet had taken on an ungulate quality, now restored to presentability), a nice cap to already great weekend.
I wish I had more time with my parents but trips to STL are just around the corner!
*in praise of the hashtag as 'fledging art form'