This past weekend was nice. Julie and Stella went to Houston on Thursday with her parents. I drove down on Friday after work. On Friday I decided to eat McDonalds as often as possible (since this is what Julie expects of me and I hate to disappoint). Regretfully, I was only able to eat 3 meals. I did eat a first and second dinner, though, which I felt was impressive. I just didn’t pace myself.
On Saturday we went out to a pumpkin patch that was on an exotic animal farm with Stella’s Uncle Roger and Aunt Christine. Stella got to pet a llama, miniature horse, bunny rabbit, baby goat, and baby kangaroo. Stella really liked the llamas. A lot. She even said “llama”. Her Uncle Roger wanted to put her on the llama but the employee told him he couldn’t. That night we ate in Old Town Spring and then had some beers at the Flying Saucer (the Austin one is going to be in the Triangle apparently). All in all, it was a nice weekend. It’s the first weekend I’ve felt was somewhat effortless since Stella was born. Maybe because I got a lot of sleep.