The Deer Whisper He is Not, but Big Brother to be...Yes

We were fortunate enough to get away to the Hill Country (New Braunfels and San Marcos) to a friend's house on the Comal River recently.  Every time we pull up to the house there are always deer in the yard, and this trip was no different.

See they are just hanging out not bothering anyone.

Little Pope's social skills still need a little work, though, and he went charging after the deer in his excitement.

The deer took off running towards a safer area, the golf course, when he began running towards them with a stick.  So much for the seeing wildlife up close this weekend because that officially ended any chance of them even looking at the front or the back yard as they pass by.

With all the deer gone Little Pope decided to run around the yard and pick up random things, like our cooler, rocks, and sticks.

He mainly entertained himself, though, by going up and down these couple of stairs.

Down with assistance nearby, if needed!

A very rare moment of pause.

Somewhere he picked up a big stick to carry around, and yes he did run around with it.

His favorite thing to do was to take multiple sticks into the house at one time.  I spent 30 minutes searching the house on departure day for sticks he squirreled away.

I did mention something else in the title, so read his shirt.

Coming soon...March 2014!

Have a great day!

Baby's Just a Little Bit Tired of the City

Right about now the Nutrition Nazi is probably loudly finishing the first verse with 'Billboards and bull$hit got her down.  Seem like you need a little Hill Country, A little backroads driving, Little bit of that old top down.  Everybody gotta get away sometime, Forget about yourself for awhile, Seems to me that all you need is a ragtop car and a ride with me, Ok, alright, Carry on.' 

About mid October every year there are two Pat Green songs that religiously get thrown into the short list of songs on my favorite mix - Carry On and Three Days.  It makes me smile when they do because I know we are heading to the Hill Country soon.  I can smell the ribs at the Gristmill and feel myself getting fatter just thinking about all the food I am going to eat.  It is also when we start our Christmas shopping at the outlet mall, and who doesn't like shopping?  Don't even think about raising your hand if you don't.  This year was no different and we were so excited to take Little Pope on his first mini-vacation!

Little Pope was so excited when we finally did get to the Gristmill that he could not be bothered with pictures.  He had a big decision to make...the half rack or full rack of ribs.

This is the view from our hotel room.  It has 80 something gas pumps, and is the size of a small Walmart.  I have never felt overwhelmed at convenience store until now.

Now this is what I am talking about.  Ok so maybe not everyone in the group shares my enthusiasm for shopping.

This Pottery Barn is where the Nutrition Nazi likes to play Let's Make a Deal.  In the past he has convinced them to discount already marked down furniture even lower.  I did not know that was even possible.

I asked NN to feed Little Pope while I was finishing up in Coach, and this is what I find when I come out.  I think he was hoping I would not see him in the truck and just keep moving on.  That thought might work if he did not wear canoes for shoes and have lower legs as long as my whole legs!

It was a long day, but a productive one!

We finally made it to the river on Saturday, but seeing as how the Comal is 63 degrees in the summer, you can guess why it is so calm!  The Team Leader would have had no problem getting in, though, since she is so obsessed with swimming with little regard to the temperature!

Not a soul in sight on this beautiful day!

Alas all good things must come to an end...until next year!

Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving and now it is time to unleash the holiday spirit!