I meant to get a little report on my weekend up yesterday, and the day just rushed past me. I was doing laundry and other “catch-up” stuff after a four-day weekend away.
But I had a lot of fun with Jac and Paul.
I really enjoy Houston. I know it’s a big, sprawling city, but the kids know where to find charming little restaurants in places with gorgeous palm trees and bursting flowers. The weather was lovely (70 degrees) the whole time I was there.
Their house is darling too—in a nice little neighborhood with a lot of red brick and old growth trees. They have six cats: Warhol, Marlowe, Nualla, Miss Fizzy, Butters, and Serena.
Butters and Serena are both young (Serena still qualifies as a kitten), and they are hilarious. One morning, I was awakened at five thirty to open my eyes and see Serena swinging gleefully from the top of the bedroom drapes by one paw and Butters was in my suitcase cheerfully flinging my bras and underwear across the room.
They clearly enjoyed having a houseguest.
All the cats have really different personalities, and so Jac and Paul have to accommodate for them all. Marlowe is the “bad boy” of the house, but he’s gorgeous.
Here is a shot of Marlowe lounging on the coffee table. He’s a big guy.

So . . . on Friday, Jac and I went clothes shopping and out to lunch. That was so much fun. Paul is a good cook and made some lovely meals over the weekend. My favorite was a creamy risotto dish with peas and grilled chicken.
On Saturday, they took me downtown for some sight-seeing, and we visited a slightly industrial area where the kids showed me “the Heads.”
These cannot be described, but someone does huge busts of the heads of famous people (we’re still not sure why), and the heads are just sitting in this enormous lot.
Here is Theodore Roosevelt:

Now, I’m not sure whose head this is, but I wanted to give you a gauge of the sheer size of these things, so I’m sitting on one with a little open door.

Pretty huge, huh?
On Saturday night we went to dinner and out to see a play. Jac picked the most yummy Italian restaurant. I wish I could go back already.
The play was Our Town, and it was a wonderful production. We had a great time.
On Sunday, I was sad to leave the kids, but I was also missing JC. It’s really rough to have families living so far apart, but I do think email and cell phones make this easier than it used to be for people.