This weekend I went to my Dad's. Which is just outside of DC in what has to be the most beautiful place to see in the fall. My step sister just turned 16 and can drive, and is really a impressively good driver. Which meant I could drink freely at lunch. I didn't, but its worth mentioning that some asswipe found their loud mouthed 2 year old so cute, the rest of the restaurant would like to see his smudged face smiling up from our table. That's right, he was roaming wildly without supervision while his parents looked on. We went for a super fast trip, leaving Saturday afternoon and returning in the wee hours of the morning Sunday. We were there so Tony and V could go to the Texans/Redskins game.Two weeks ago, Tony was in Texas for a Texans/Longhorns game.
In a few weeks, he'll be gone again for a football game.
We are spending our 10 year anniversary in South Beach and luckily for me, University of Texas isn't playing Nebraska on that weekend.
We are going to Denver* for Christmas this year. We are renting a beautiful cabin the midst of snowy skiing perfection (like thats not where we live) And oh! As an odd coincidence, the Texans are playing the Broncos that week.
I call this Tony's No Texas Game Left Behind Tour.
Generally speaking, I am very supportive of my husbands multiple trips, season tickets and endless hookups from greedy supportive vendors.
Generally, because like any other wife, it can serve me well in return.
Lets all hope, and I do mean, ALL OF US hope, that this serves me well.
*to clarify, we are flying into Denver then driving an hour and some change away to stay in the mountains nearby.
