Well as I just enjoyed a five-day weekend, I guess I am obligated to provide some type of a synopsis.  Probably should have hit it last night;  Today it already seems like it was a month ago.  And, two days of it was spent driving so those don’t count.

Anyway, Thursday morning we took off driving for an extended weekend in Dallas.  I can’t remember the exact purpose of the trip, if there even was one.  Basically we needed a little sun and a visit with our Texan friends David & Jill, and Brooke.  (OK Brooke has only lived there a week now but she’s a Texan already.)  Well and then there was the fact that it was Art Festival weekend in Brookside;  Always a good time to leave.  We made it to Texas by dinner-ish, and Jill fixed some great pasta, then we retired to the hot-tub to recover from the horrific trauma of the drive.

The rest of the weekend was spent in usual Dallas fashion.  You know, clubbin’, eatin’, more clubbin’, that kind of thing.  Saturday night they hooked us up with a sweet hotel in Downtown Dallas, which was…  “adventurous.”  I’m not entirely sure I’ve ever been in downtown Dallas, and I’m quite sure I’ve never spent the evening there.  It was very “Dallas-y.”  As luck would have it, the hotel we stayed at had opened a roof-top pool and deck that very day, so we couldn’t have asked for better timing on that.  We spent a considerable amount of time up there, it was a pretty sweet set-up.  In between pool lounging, we mixed in trips to the entertainment districts and a quite unique dinner.  If I had any idea where all we went I would try and summarize the names;  But I don’t.  I remember Vickery Park, Victor Tangos, & Barcadia, but the rest of them seem to have run together into a jumble of pretty people and loud music.  As I said, Dallas-y.  Sunday morning we headed to David & Jill’s house, and spent the day lounging by the pool, enjoying the best weather of the weekend.  We wrapped things up with an awesome steak dinner;  Honestly nobody cooks a filet like David, and that’s the truth!

Monday we got up and started the drive again.  For the sake of excitement, we took 75 home instead of I-35.  Call us crazy.  I think it took a little longer but that may have been the end-of-weekend impatience setting in.  As soon as we unloaded the car, I changed shoes and went about mowing the lawn, a grim reminder that the weekend was indeed over.  Turned on the TV, watched the Royals lose…  It was like we never left.