It never fails...each time I leave Houston, it rains the day of my departure.
It's like a parting gift I give to my dad and any other Houstonians that I know.
You're welcome, Houston! I do what I can...
We hit the Sienna Plantations Sonic for happy hour before we headed to Chick Fil-A (it seems to be a trend with us lately), right as the sprinkles started hitting the windshield.
The drive home was (mostly) uneventful...a few arguments broke out in the backseat, but other than that, we had a pretty quiet trip. When we got home, we all unpacked our stuff (I've gotten smart and started washing the majority of our clothes before we leave my dad's house.), and just spent the rest of the night relaxing.
What else can you really say about a 4.5 hour car ride with very little in the way of scenery?
I've never been more ready to climb in my own bed in my life.
Aubs
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