11 Apr 2017

Our Weekend in Houston, Y’all

I am delayed on this post. Oops. A few weeks ago we went to Houston!

Everyone knows of my deep love for Texas and their items that are deep-fried and their rodeo and their people who wear boots, but alas, that was not the reason for our visit this time. Three of my besties from college live there and one of them recently had a baby so it was time to pay a visit to the Lone Star State.

(Sidebar: we ACTUALLY were supposed to go last month over President’s Day Weekend, but our flight was scheduled for the day that LA saw more rain than we’ve seen in goddamn YEARS, so that trip got canceled. I was not happy. It was not pretty. Don’t take away my vacation plans, rain!)

Anyway, so this was our raincheck trip! We got in late Friday night and after a quick stop at Whataburger (Ram’s first time, HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?), we checked into our hotel (we shared a room with Gerrick and Daniel, who drove in from Dallas). I accidentally booked us at the Aloft Houston Downtown instead of the Aloft Houston Galleria – rookie move. My bad. But we were only staying there for sleeping so it was fine. I am mainly writing this down so I don’t make that same mistake again.

Saturday morning our whole group (5 AEPhis + 4 husbands + 2 children + 1 baby + 1 special guest Lauren – missed you Linds!) trekked out to Pearland, Texas (pronounced “Pair-land” and not “Purl-lind” as I was rudely corrected) for some real Tejas BBQ. We waited in line at Killen’s for about a half hour on the side of the freeway (#soTexas) until we got to the front of the line, where our rowdy crew of Jews proceeded to order more pig than you have ever seen in your life. Y’ALL, it was SO GOOD. Shout-out to the pulled pork and the burnt ends. And the fried mac & cheese. Oops.


After lunch the ladies went off to the best store in the world, Kuhl Linscomb, where I celebrated the end of NO SHOPPING MARCH by spending $80 on greeting cards and lipstick and other nonsense. And then we headed off to a Houston pal’s birthday party at the Karbach Brewery – I don’t drink but it was a very cool place and despite Houston’s humidity I remained calm and we all had a delightful time, complete with a very strange photoshoot. My friends are weird. Quick reminder that we are all in our thirties.


I don’t really have words to describe dinner on Saturday night. Our whole group (including special guest Alyssa, my dear friend from college) had reservations at a new-ish Houston place, Underbelly, and it was MAYBE one of the most delicious meals I’ve eaten in recent memory??? We ordered tons and tons of things to share and it was so incredible I didn’t even take a single picture. Ya’ll will have to be satisfied with this slightly blurry photo of the restaurant sign. (See how I start saying y’all after two days in their company? Ridiculous.)


On Sunday we reunited at the Texas version of a New York Deli, Kenny & Ziggys (spoiler alert: LA’s delis are better) and then marched around Nordstrom for a while – I bought two dresses and cuddled the baby so I was in fine spirits. And then before we knew it, we were off to the airport 🙁 a too-quick trip!

It was amazing seeing my friends – five out of the ten of us from college were together for most of the weekend, but I am already counting down to next month, when we ALL go to Philly for a wedding! We get to be together so soon!

Posted on April 11, in Travel

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  • Thanks to everyone who helped celebrate Morg yesterday! We had the best time!✌🏻
  • The best day with my best boy. I can’t believe Morg is two!!!
  • Morgan is two! 
Two years ago you arrived, and everything changed forever. 
You have given us two years of love and anxiety and happiness and amazement and joy. You are quite honestly the most delicious little boy I have ever seen in my life and every day I can’t believe you are mine.

Whenever we talk about who we are going to see and what we are going to say to them, you always tell me you are going to say “Hi! I love you!” Because you are the friendliest little guy ever, except if you are a pediatrician or a hairdresser :) In your second year of life you learned to walk and then run. You learned to jump and walk up and down steps and do a somersault. You learned to talk and then you never stopped. You learned to dance and sing and nothing is cuter than your sweet little voice in the back of the car. You went to Hawaii and Arizona and Galveston and Dallas and New York twice. You fell in love with  Elmo and Abby and Cookie Monster and the Count and all their pals. You have the world’s best dimples and we all get to see them all the time because you are always smiling and having a grand old time. 
You have opinions. You want pasta at every meal. You want to hold the remote and push the buttons. You want to help load the laundry and push the buttons. You want to sneak over to daddy’s TV and push the buttons. You want two loveys, not one. You want to watch Baby Shark and Baby Monkey, not Baby Shark and Baby T-Rex. You tell me, “I WALK! I JUMP!” You tell me “Morgie funny” and you laugh at your own silly jokes. You listen to every single thing everyone says and then you repeat it all immediately. 
Whenever I put you in your crib, I tell you I love you and when you wake up, we will go on another adventure. And life with you is the very best adventure in the world. 
Happy 2nd birthday Morgan Reese. I love you so much. I am so proud of you. 💕
  • Thankful for all these turkeys who I love so much 🦃 ❤️
  • Cookbook Club does Friendsgiving! Thankful I finally figured out how to use my phone camera’s self timer.
  • The five stages of grief are

And Avery experienced all of them when Morgan didn’t share his chicken nuggets 🤪
  • Had fun at the date dash last night 🥰
  • Baby shark 🦈

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