Monday, September 17, 2012

How to salvage a failed museum day

This weekend was pretty successful. I cooked two of the three nights. Anyone who knows me knows this is a miracle. I also baked a pumpkin bread loaf. It's fall, I had to. Now I have to bake Val's banana bread that I promised her 2 years ago...she hasn't forgotten yet apparently. So let's look for a recipe to make her the best banana bread ever. As usual recipes are welcome :)

I had a 4 mile run as part of my half marathon training, and normally I wouldn't have been fearful of just 4 little miles. On Friday I had quite a terrible 3 mile run. I couldn't even finish that run. I felt so defeated. But after half of a meltdown, a pep talk from Sam, and a little courage I went out there Saturday and rocked my 4 mile run. It felt great, I didn't feel like giving up and I was very steady with my snail pace.

The rest of Saturday didn't go as planned. Sam and I were going to hit up the museums for Museum District Day which meant free general admission, but parking was impossible. It was packed and after trying to find a spot for 15 minutes (I actually have no idea how long we looked but it was over 10 minutes) we decided it wasn't worth it. Not wanting to throw away an afternoon, Sam suggested we go to the Flying Saucer. So instead of going to educational museums all day, we're not headed for a bar at 1 PM...sounds like my kind of afternoon.  for anyone who doesn't know what the Flying Saucer is, it's a restaurant/bar that has a bunch of beers available. We're talking over 200. 

There happens to be a UFO club (corny I know) where if you drink over 200 different beers you get a golden or silver plate on the wall. We have a few friends doing it and thought it would be fun to join them. This is not a 'if everyone jumped off a bridge' scenario. You also get a T-shirt with the card, so I was pretty much sold. If you give me a shirt, I'll pretty much do anything.

And lastly, Sam taught me how to drive his car (he drives a manual). And I did pretty decent in the parking lot, I was almost proud of myself (the first time we tried, it went horribly). Then he told me I was driving home. Jerk. I stalled the car a few times on my way home, that was tons of fun. Especially when other cars honk at you. Apparently practice lessons are in my future...joy.
I kid, I actually really want to learn how to drive a manual, but it scares me. It will also save me a lot of money when I need a new car. Major bonus right there. So if you're in the Houston area, I'll warn you when my next practice session is so you can stay indoors and safe.

Happy Monday Everyone!

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