Saturday, October 22, 2011

There and Back Again

Outside the Menil Gallery, my favorite museum in the world.

mrpeenee is back from the magic that is Houston. While I did not literally kiss the San Francisco ground upon returning it was only my backache the stupid plane had given me that stopped me. So what were some of the highlights from my childhood home? Enchiladas. That's it. Turns out the sole reason Texas exists is to create superior Mexican food. I ate it every single day I was there, some days snarffling it up for lunch and dinner.

I had rented a Cadillac in order to fit in as well as I could. When I went to pick it up, the guy presented me with an SUV. "I do not want a truck. I want a car," I explained. I might as well have announced I wanted a pony. The rental guy pointedly turned to the fleet of cars stretching away from us. All SUVs. Welcome to Texas.
My brothers and me. I know some people would think it not fair that I am the prettiest, smartest, tallest and youngest, but that's how things roll in my family.


  1. It's your destiny to always be the Belle of the Ball, so it comes as no surprise that you're the prettiest, smartest, tallest and youngest. But you're also the sweetest, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise!

    By the way, this is for you.

  2. I find that the best thing about revisiting family is the realisation as to why I got the hell out in the first place...

  3. A most handsome family.

    I have three brothers so I understand your plight of being the pretty one!

  4. Hmm. Yes. MJ raises a good question: just what's up with that bunny? And welcome back to bloglandia; you were missed.


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