Day 1/2 vacation

On Saturday, we drove down to Texas for a little vacation. My mom flew in on Friday evening to drive with us. In true Otterman fashion, she missed her first flight and nearly got stranded in Chicago during a layover. Alas, she made it to STL, only to drive back home with her two screaming grandchildren. Thank you mom, you're the best!

Sunday we had a delicious pork roast and enjoyed sidewalk chalk art of questionable talent. I got a rare chance to visit a Sam's Club. As most of you know, we are huge Costco fans.

Monday we enjoyed lunch at Market Street (yum sushi) and then swimming with Aunt Ann. Below you will note a photo of me digging in the trash can outside our hotel. No, I was not drunk, though I wished I were. I had lost my keys. I parked about 100 feet away from the front desk when we arrived at the hotel. Somewhere between my car and the desk, my keys disappeared. After tearing apart my purse, car and the lobby, we decided some evil (probably A&M fan) had stolen them. While sweating about calling Chuck to have him overnight my spare key and fretting about the tongue lashing that I was about to get... the phone rings... the evil Aggie returned my keys that were apparently taken by mistake from the front desk. PHEW! Crisis averted! Time for a big 'ol Margarita!!

Tomorrow shall bring shopping at the Galleria and lunch at the American Girl Doll Store. Stay tuned!