Y’all.
I am so disoriented right now. It feels like it’s Sunday night but I just realized it’s Monday night and that explains why The Bachelor Pad is on. Actually, nothing explains why Bachelor Pad is on. I believe it’s a new low for reality television and no one has ever accused me of having any standards where reality T.V. is concerned. I mean I’ve watched at least one or six episodes of EVERY single franchise of The Real Housewives, including Miami and no one could stomach that.
But speaking of reality T.V., and we totally were whether you knew it or not, the new season of The Rachel Zoe Project starts Tuesday. I have no doubt that it will LITERALLY be BANANAS. I die. I may even do what Rachel would do and curl up in my thick white velour robe and eat half a carrot stick to celebrate.
Oh I’m kidding. We all know Zoe would never eat half a carrot stick. She lives solely on whatever she drinks in those venti cups from Starbucks.
Okay, so let’s talk about the weekend. Even though that means I have to go back three whole days since it’s not Sunday, but Monday. It makes my brain hurt.
On Friday night P and Caroline went down to the ranch for what has become their weekly hog hunt. Several of you have asked what they do with the hogs and so this seems like a good time to tell you that all the meat is processed and used to feed the homeless through a ministry at our church. Wild hogs are a real problem for ranchers in Texas and so this is a win for everyone concerned.
However, the big win was my Friday evening pedicure. I chose a deep shade of maroon for my toes to show my support for the Aggies and because I choose to believe it’s really fall.
Saturday was a low-key day. We swam at Mimi and Bops’ house with my sister and her kids and ate fajitas.
(I know. This is FASCINATING.)
(And I didn’t even tell you about the whole wheat tortillas from Central Market!)
(They were delicious.)
On Sunday morning we went to church and then laid around for most of the day until it was time to head to Gulley’s to watch the Aggies play SMU. And I got a huge surprise when Gulley’s front door opened and my dear friend from college, Jennifer, was standing there.
I had no idea she was coming in town because she wanted to surprise me with a belated birthday celebration. AND, best of all, she brought her precious new three-month-old baby boy with her.
We’re pretty sure he’ll be a starting offensive lineman for the Aggies by next year.
Some of you may remember, or not, that Jennifer, Gulley and I were college roommates. Jen got married for the first time in April 2010 after waiting for a long time for her Mr. Right to show up. You can read all about it right here. They decided to wait a year after the wedding to make a decision about whether or not to have kids. But because God has a sense of humor, Jen found out she was unexpectedly pregnant just a few months later. She was more than a little stunned, but also thrilled and now she has a beautiful baby boy to go along with her new husband. That’s a lot of changes in a one year period of time when you’re thirty-nine years old, but she is the most laid back new mother I’ve ever seen.
Anyway, it was such a fun surprise and meant the world to me. There isn’t much better in life than watching Aggie football with your oldest and dearest friends. Well, unless it’s watching the Aggies WIN while you’re watching with your oldest and dearest friends.
Then, as if all that wasn’t enough, I woke up on Monday morning to discover that fall had decided to pay a visit. It was a cool 63 degrees outside with a north wind that made me want to open all the windows and breathe it in. So that’s exactly what I did.
I was even inspired to deep clean much of the house because the weather made me feel so hopeful about the future. Later in the day Gulley and I took the kids to the pool and they complained about being COLD. The temperature had gotten up to 92 degrees but they were COLD. Bless their little deep-fried South Texas hearts.
Of course P says this is really just a fake cold front caused by Tropical Storm Lee, but WHATEVER. I’ll take what I can get. Rumor has it that it will only be 55 degrees tomorrow morning. Which means if you need me you can find me sitting outside ALL DAY LONG.
On a serious note, there are fires burning all over Texas. It breaks my heart to see the devastation. The cooler weather is nice, but we desperately, DESPERATELY, need rain. Would sure appreciate your prayers to that end.
And so that’s what’s going on here. Hope y’all had a great Labor Day weekend.