Wednesday, September 1, 2010

WEEKEND WEARY

It's Wednesday and I've finally recovered from the weekend. Tex and I have been cramming 60 hours into 48 hour weekends. I've noticed that I am starting to dread the weekends and when my head hits the pillow on Sunday night I'm positively giddy at the prospect of locking myself in the apartment and going nowhere for one or two days.

Last Friday night at the club house on the lake at 7R, we ran into these cuties who were having a "girls' night out."

Tex helped them light their hookah charcoals on the grill. Jen's husband is a pilot in Afghanistan and sent her these hookahs. The aroma was enticing....one was raspberry and the other chocolate.
They sauntered off to the lagoon pool to "hookah" and Tex and I headed to the motel so we could get a good night's sleep for our early Saturday-Sherwin Williams-Sunrise.
Admit it! You thought it was just stodgy, old fogies hanging out at the ranch, didn't you? HA! Fooled you. We're HOOKAH HIP now!
Nervous Nellie

3 comments:

  1. On our way back from the appliance place tonight we passed a Mediterranean restaurant/hookah bar. Yep, they are legal. Google hookah bars. Still boasting that Tex and I are "hookah hip." A week ago I didn't know hookah from polka.

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