Back in the '80s, when B and I were first married, Michael Jackson went on his Victory Tour of 55 cities in I don't know how many days. However long it took him, I just remember it was a whirlwind tour.
That's how I feel this weekend. I'm taking the Victory Tour of Texas.
I arrived in Dallas on Wednesday and had dinner with my two sisters, Jenn and Jodi. Jenn and I left on Thursday morning and drove to Houston for a Girl's Night Out with Lysa TerKeurst and Kate Gosselin of "Jon and Kate Plus 8."
[There will be plenty more on the GNO next week, but suffice it to say that since I'm already kindred souls with Kate I absolutely HAD to be at this event--even if it meant flying and driving a long way.]
Friday (today) has been spent in Houston, knocking around a bit, visiting my younger niece's college, and spending some time with her.
Tomorrow we'll head to Jenn's oldest daughter's school (Gig 'em Aggies!) for a QUICK visit, and then to the airport so that I can go home. To the cold. Have I mentioned that it's been in the 70's every day since I've been here? (sigh)
Anyway, like I said, it's been a whirlwind tour, but it has been great. Because, you know, Texas is unlike any other place in the country. Where else can you get waffles in the shape of your state? Where else do they embed stars into the sides of their highway ramps?
Where else can you find a huge armadillo?
And where else can you get a "sammich"?