Just this last Wednesday we mourned the departure of my sis and her family--not from the earth, but from Fort Worth. They stayed with us for several days.
Oh, the memories we made. Where do I start? How about with the first full day they were here when we got a super-duper clog in our main pipe in the yard, backing up less-than-desirable matter into the toilets and tubs? Or how about the trip to Hurricane Harbor where we paid $19 to ride one slide the entire day because the lines were so full. And what about the lady who thought our towels were fair game. When questioned about her actions, she replied to Bryan, "Oh, I'll be finished with it in a minute. I'm just drying off."
HELLO, THIS ISN'T YOUR TOWEL.
Anyways, why focus on the negatives, right? Besides, we've laughed and laughed about the now infamous Saturday. The following days were filled with good times--Rangers game, the Mint, stockyards, Menchies, and teaching the Williams to play "Penny in the Pot."
Spending time with Tina, Brad, Kristen, and Kullen was priceless. Oh, how I wished we lived closer together.
(For the insiders: "Honey, where's my piggybank?"
"Wishy, wishy, it's your turn."
"The game is the name and name of the game is . . . . "
"And our special guest, George Bush!")
