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Spring Break in Pictures

Enough of the Debbie Downer posts - time for some pictures. I haven't posted any in forever (mostly because I don't have them), but I did take a few on my phone during my "Spring Break" a few weeks ago to share.

Saturday I went to a crawfish boil at Denisse's house.  We've been friends for 22 years.  That's pretty cool.  No pictures from the crawfish boil - I need to get better about that!

Saturday night was full of baking for Sunday's No Boys Allowed (except a few special boys) ride in Brenham:


Our bike ride was beautiful - we rode 50 miles total, with a stop at the Southern Flyer Diner at the Brenham Airport at mile 45.  These pictures were taken from the porch of the diner.


Monday I headed to Beaumont for my 1.5 day Spring Break with my family.  We visited Mrs. Clark across the street while she fed the animals. I had no idea Kate and Molly were such horse lovers!  They were in heaven.
Bennett...not so much...
They have a small owl that lives in the barn too - hard to see, but look just below the orange/red piece of metal in the picture.  He's tiny and very cute!

The weather was a bit dreary on Tuesday, but I still made it out for a quick 25 mile ride before the rain came.  Living in Houston, be able to get to this (wide, smooth highway shoulders, pictured below) from the driveway, less than 10 miles from home, without risking certain death, is something to be coveted:

Once Bennett fell asleep for her afternoon nap, Elizabeth, Kate, Molly and I snuck out to get manicures and pedicures.  That is tied with the crazy jumpy thing at the mall as Kate and Molly's favorite thing to do in Beaumont.  Thanks Mom!

Lastly, we went to dinner Tuesday night to celebrate my sister's St. Patrick's day birthday.  It is scary to see Molly growing up - she was wearing skinny jeans!  And once again, Bennett wasn't having anthing to do with a camera:

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KCJudge said…
Seeing pictures of Molly makes me feel REALLY old!

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