We had our West Texas fix this weekend; Cacti, kolaches, red dusty roads, fossil hunting and a lot of love and laughter. I always love our weekends in Stamford (or wherever they hold the reunions – it changes every now and then). I wrote a lot about the reunion the last time we went. Seems it was too long ago!
We had quite a few years where we just couldn’t get to Stamford or the dates didn’t work out for us. It was so good to see everyone again.
This year our big kids were either working or couldn’t travel, so just the four of us went. The boys don’t remember our last trip out there. They were just wee tots. They had fun playing with their cousins and learned new card tricks and games. They humored me and let me take a few silly pictures of them with the dinosaur statues in Stamford.
I just love the metal dinos and weird bugs and caterpillars in the park. If there was really a praying mantis as big as the one in Stamford park, I think I would want to move off the planet.
I tried to be good, but I cheated my diet all weekend. First, there were fish tacos at Cafe Blue Jean. They were fab, but definitely off the organic menu with fried, breaded fish and something sweet in that relish.
The Chinese place was so off menu, I don’t even want to mention it. However, I hadn’t had egg foo young since mama was alive (she used to love it), so that really took me back.
The breakfast tacos we had were pretty good… chilequiles verdes with an over-medium egg and fried potatoes… corn tortillas and queso fresco on the side? Yes, please!
But most of all (ok, maybe not even as much as the Chinese food) I had a POPPYSEED KOLACHE! The kind that’s rolled over with a mountain of gooey poppyseed filling. I’m crying inside right now to think that I have to wait a whole ‘nother year before I can have another one.
Definitely need to get on my DIET A-GAME before the next set of oncology tests, though… in August!
It’s tradition for all of us to hunt for fossils every year, and this year I added cacti to the hunt. I found a baby yucca, some barrel cacti, and a big, fat round cactus that could either be an eagle claws cactus or a horse crippler. Not sure which. Can you identify them? The boys also grabbed me a piece of prickly pear (as if I needed more of that – ha).
Like my cactus socks? They go great with mom’s Crocs. As you can see… the concrete mortar for the greenhouse floor is coming along (slowly).
I’m going to try and set up a hanging prickly pear in one of our trees. I saw one in Stamford at an old gas station building that had been abandoned. It reminded me of the cactus tree off Lakeline in Cedar Park, TX that we used to pass when we went to the mall. I love it when prickly pear somehow flies into the trees. Ha!
(And now you know how it gets there… crazy cactus ladies like me.)
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