Creepy trip to Lubbock. Birds birds and more 🦅.
Creepy trip to Lubbock. Birds birds and more 🦅.
When I spotted SANTA Jim’s sleigh in the parking lot, I had to go look for him.
But, like Christmas when I was a kid, when I tried to sneak a peak at him….poof he was gone.
I’m grateful for time to wander at the Farmer’s Market in Tomball, time to clean my house, and fresh tomatoes to snack on.
Some of the treasures I got to bring back from Phoenix, was a little Art work and some photos to display on the fridge.
Handprints from the niece and nephews, and a couple of school photos.
It’s so nice to have such treasure to display again.
Beach has a fun Thursday Photo challenge.
I’m running a little late this week, but I do want to play!
Here’s my take on it from San Antonio, Tx.
It’s May. Looking back over the last 30 days I realize that I got to see a great deal in April.
It was a daunting Travel month, but I made it through, and I had a pretty good time in the process. 6 flights, 4 states, (6 if you count The airports in Rhode Island and Pennsylvania). I drove 875 miles in Texas between Houston, Austin, San Antonio, and Fredericksburg.
I’m so grateful to have gone to the Texas Capital to lobby for my Industry. 3 of the 5 bills we lobbied on, made it to the floor and passed both houses.
I’m also grateful to have gotten to spend a weekend in Fredericksburg, Tx with my husband.
I got to go the Atlantic City Boardwalk in New Jersey, Concord, And Boston MA, seeing so many wonderful people and things.
I’m grateful for the strength, freedom, and means to travel.
Staying at the fabulous Peabody Hotel in Memphis, TN.
I finished up the month in San Antonio, Texas wandering the Riverwalk, and seeing the Beautiful Pearl District.
The Pearl Brewery in San Antonio has been transformed into an entire district of fabulous shops and a beautiful hotel.
The bar for the Hotel Emma is exquisite. Complete with the Distillery’s finishing tanks turned into cozy seating areas.
I thought the Story of the 3 Emma’s was hilarious. Otto was either really smart, having 2 mistresses with the same name as his wife, or really dumb for having 2 mistresses with the same name of his wife, as one of the mistresses shot him dead.
The Mrs. Emma Koehler went on to successfully run the brewery, and distillery all the way through Prohibition, and Pear Beer was the number one selling beer in the US from 1956 thru 1969.
Must have been all those happy German immigrants in Texas that made it so popular.
If you ever make it to San Antonio, I highly recommend the Pearl District for lots of cool spots to hang out, especially at the Hotel Emma.
Welcome to this week’s Edition of “Where’s Wendy”? or as Beach likes to call it, The Which Way Photo Challenge! Check out his blog for some of the other challenges he participates in. He’s got some awesome pics.
Here’s my take on it, from the beautiful city of Boston, MA.
I met him when I was 19, it was 1983.
Bill was doing an internship for EDS in Dallas. The Ross Perot Machine. I was a waitress in a place across the street from their Campus.
It was his friend who caught my eye. He looked like Alec Baldwin, and we started dating.
The Alec look alike was a lot like the real thing, and he didn’t last.
Becoming friends with Bill did. We went to the movies, we went to the State Fair, we talked on the phone for hours, had a fun time spending New Years Eve in Boston with all of his Greek friends.
When I told him I’d be in town last week, he went and made plans. Like Fenway, sort of plans.
He’s got some pretty cool season ticket seats. Right?
I had to go from Houston to Boston to get my first Sunburn of the year. Bill told be I brought the Sunshine, so of course I said ” Your Welcome!”
Then he and his wife took me to the Black Rose, an Irish Bar Downtown with live music.
The fun thing about the Black Rose was the music and the people. This wonderful lady with the most charming authentically Irish Accent offered me her chair since they were leaving.
Then we headed to Salty Dog for fabulous outdoor seating, seafood, live music, charming atmosphere, and wonderful conversation.
I love Boston. The Seaport District is charming, clean and fun.
I had lots of travel issues with the Boston Marathon being in town, but with public transport, you can’t fight it, you just have to flow. Thank Goodness for Uber. They are everywhere.
I’ve always wanted to go to a Ball. Darn it. I wish I had known!
My cousin Shari pointing the way to Authors ridge, as I geeked out about being there.
This is Ralph Waldo Emerson’s family site. His wife and daughter are on either side. There was an inscription on the back of his daughters grave stone that I struggled to see. But they had planted grass seed, and I didn’t want to hop the barrier to get a closer look.
I had some fun at a local tavern Friday night. The New England “charm” was on full display. My order went something like this:
Me: How are the Duck Tacos?
She: people like em.
Me: is the duck shredded or sliced?
She: I can read you the menu if you’d like.
Me: shredded, I will give them a try.
She: you want fries that?
Me: Fries with Tacos? When in Rome….why not?
She: this is Concord.
Me: I’m gonna need another glass of wine.
Bartaco was a happening place last night when my friends walked me to my hotel after dinner.
It’s so still this morning.
Maybe because I was up at 6 with Anticipation of going home, and not many are up at 6 after a night of revelry
We will meet up again this morning, and head to Our Lady of Good Voyage for Palm Sunday Mass. Then I’m jetting home.
It was a great trip, and I will post more pics when I get home.
I didn’t get to see everyone I wanted to to, but I got to make a new friend, and find out more about my family thru my cousin Shari.
Happy Sunday all, I hope you enjoy something fabulous today.