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Last day but fun day!

What a great way to end a great week with a great friend. Yes, a lot of greats, but it truly has been a fantastic time. And today could not have been a better day. My friend and I started out waking up late (awesome) and making our way leisurely downtown to this small green niche in the middle of Houston called the DownTown Green. She could have swore that there was an entrance to the underground tunnels somewhere, so we started walking. Needless to say, the entrance was closed on the weekend.
Suck!...but, this is the most walking I have done since I have been gone, and it felt nice to just get out and enjoy the beautiful day. We ended up at this uber trendy bowling alley with amazing food! And I mean amazing! I had short rib tacos...and for my friends, yes, I did eat rib meat, but it was off the bone. =) But...let me tell you about this sauce: curried ketchup. Holy cow! Like best sauce in the world. This might even come sorta close to my favorite homemade salsa. Sorta…
Anyway, after the filling lunch we ended up driving to another trendy, and by trendy, I mean EXPENSIVE, area of town in a store named Tooties. Never heard of it, but we had to go in. The first sign of expensive taste, to me, were these boots that when I found out their were Vallentino, cost no more than 1200 dollars. No, mom, I didn’t get them. And I certainly didn’t get the cute little clutch with the British flag and skull on it for 1039 dollars. I kept my wallet in my pocket and continued to wipe the drool off my face.
I was asked by my friend to go to her church, Lakewood, earlier in the week. We went, got a great seat and I enjoyed the service. It has been a long time since I have been in a service of that magnitude, and I enjoyed the music, the service, and the diversity of the crowd. It was different than what I am used to in church, but I liked it.
And to top off the evening...cupcakes. The deliciousness of red velvet cake topped with creamy and succulent cream cheese topping. Yumm!! It was divine!
...I know this is a much different post than what I normally write, but it was such a simple and yet fun-filled day that to not share almost moment to moment with people would be sad. The fun, fellowship, and food that I shared with my dear friend in my last night in Houston was worth telling.
But it is almost coming to an end. I leave tomorrow. To be honest, I am glad to go home. I miss my family, I miss my friends, I miss my dog. I miss my 918!
Buenos noches, mundo dolce! Be blessed.

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