Evacuation Plan: Go To Canada. Stat.

The day before Hurricane Ike hit Houston and killed everyone's patience, Kasia and I hurried to the airport and headed to Canada for our cousin Vinnie's (yes, we call him Vinnie) wedding.

This trip was already planned in advance, but the hurricane seemed like as good a reason as any to tell the Canadian Passport Control for reason of entry. It was a great weekend, hanging out with the cousins and family, and the wedding was exquisite. I even cried a little right before Heather walked down the aisle. I'm turning into such a pansy.

The weather was crisp like it should be in the fall, and there was the bonus of not having 120mph wind. There was an amount of guilt over leaving Andrew and my family to fend the storm while Kasia and I had a great time, I must admit. Also, we never really lost power for long or water, so I feel guilty complaining about the lack of internet, while a portion of my schoolmates and in-laws STILL don't have air conditioning at home. So if Centerpoint could get on that STAT, my in-laws would appreciate it. Especially, my MIL - it's her birthday this weekend for goodness sakes.

Photos from Canada Wedding.

OH COME ON.

Really SEC?

Making it ILLEGAL to short sell??

Why don't you just make it illegal to ever have a loss? That way the market will NEVER go down! Yeah Capitalism!

Somebody please explain to me how this can in ANY way improve upon the financial crisis, and isn't just a political move.

So Lame

I have so much to update here - mostly my trips to Canada and Washington DC last week (which made me miss the hurricane!), and I will do my best to get some new photos and stories up this weekend!

Does anyone still even read this?

Travel Lessons Learned:
My Drink Of Choice Forever And Ever Amen = Crown & Water, with a splash of Coke.

No hangover. Rad.

In the Wake of Ike

Best sign seen in the ritzy West U neighborhood, 1 week after Hurricane Ike:

"Free Beer to the first Centerpoint Truck to Stop"

What should have been the sign on the next block:

"Screw Beer, we have liquor!"

Andrew will kill me for posting this...

Update: This post in no way makes fun of my husband. It is merely pointing out how incredibly cool he looks with a cow stamped on his chest.



... but I like to live dangerously.

He is a trooper, that one.