I had an awesome weekend. A brief synopsis:

Friday night -- walked the River Walk at San Antonio. It was beautiful (definitely a Disney-ized version of Venice) and we had a lovely Italian dinner. It amazes me that we didn't see any drunk people falling into the river, though.

Saturday morning -- Saw the Alamo. It wasn't as unimpressive as I had been warned. All day, I joked with Sharon using phrases like "Yes, you did say that! Earlier today! Remember, the Alamo?" Had a yummy lunch at Kirby Lane in Austin.

Saturday night -- Went to Austin. Wandered around 6th Street. Seems like David knows everything and everyone on 6th Street. Had a "Flaming Dr. Pepper", which had three types of liquor but no doctor pepper. I basically suck at shots (took me three large sips to drink the whole thing). Saw Dexter Freebish at Antone's which was awesome. You gotta love a band that has a song called "Prozac."

Sunday - Picked up a weird alien space cat. No kidding! The twins rescued this sphynx from David's dad's wife (who appears to collect cats). His name is Rupert and he has no hair. None. I'm apparently his godmother. I protested "I'm not Jewish!" and Sharon looked at me strangely and said "Don't worry, its just a cat." Yet the cat apparently still needs a godmother.

Today I am leaving work at lunchtime to drop the twins off at one airport and the alien-space-cat at another airport. In the meantime, I'm playing artist with a map for a project I'm working on. My car has about a million miles on it after this weekend!