
We hung out and visited for the first couple of days. Of course we went out to eat a lot. We went to Texas Roadhouse for S
hell's birthday and that's when I decided I needed to buy a new camera. I had left mine home because it is big and bulky so we went to Best Buy and got a sleek little phone-sized Cannon with HD video and a hand full of other totally necessary electronic options that I may never use.



On Sunday we went to a couple of hours of church, then to Robb and Shell's for dinner. Shell made a super delicious pork dish for which I need to get the recipe. Then we went outside and talked around the fire pit while Tom and Robb played guitar.


I tasted my first funnel cake. I heard that it is un-American to h
ave never tried a funnel cake. If you've never had one, it is cake batter poured through a funnel into a boiling hot pan of grease, cooked until golden brown, then covered with your topping of choice. I chose Bavarian cream and chocolate. It was very yummy but made me gag at the same time. I attribute the gagging to all of the grease that filled my mouth when I bit down on the cake.

One day last month I mentioned to Tom how ob
vious the blood veins are in my "milkers" (to be discreet). When we were walking down the cow isle at the fair, Tom pointed out this cow and said, "honey, you don't have a problem."



The day we left, we took Ralph, Robb and Shell to dinner. We were going to take them for sushi but, much to Tom's dismay, the sushi place didn't open until 4 and it was 1 when we went. We ended up eating Mexican. Morgan tried the lemon. I think she liked it.
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That sounds like a fun trip. That is a pretty big cow. That last picture of Tom and Morgan is so funny.
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