Last night, I had the pleasure of crashing at Hope's house. This was due to a planned girls' night out at a Texas honkytonk. Just for tickles and grins. And beers. And shots. And two-steppin. And people watching, which was not scarce.
Hope's kids slept until 8:30 and didn't even try to wake their "Feather." Hope made breakfast and when her husband headed out for an errand, I went on my way, too. Straight to Town Lake. I ran the 3-mile loop. It was another beautiful day.
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