Just squeaked past a birthday over the weekend. A very low-key one, compared to the over-the-top celebration of last year. But we had dinner with Jorge & Elsa at Park House Eatery on Thursday, then dinner with Mark & Arturo at Pacifica Del Mar on Friday. By Sunday I was ready for cheese and fruit in front of the DVR. Hector bought me a beautiful jacket and trousers to wear to my sister's wedding in 2 weeks.

We just returned from a family reunion in Waxahachie. The Wright Reunion (Mom's side of the family) is held every 3rd Sunday in August at the Optimist Youth Center. I haven't attended in 35 years but the place hasn't changed one bit. We all went so we could meet our newly found cousin, Barbra, from the UK. It's the big news in our family: My long-dead Uncle Harold served in York, UK during WWII and apparently did a bit of fraternizing with a local married girl, whose own husband was serving in Europe. Anyway, Uncle Harold eventually returned to Texas and never told a soul what happened. 60 years later, Barbra decided to search for her birth parents, which led her ultimately to my cousin in Waxahachie Texas. And although her birth mother rejected her attempts at contact, we all welcomed her and actually smothered her to death with attention. She and her husband are really fun. She got to meet tons of cousins and saw hundreds of old family photos.

Hector is working in Costa Rica this week, I'm catching up with clients, then we are driving to Vegas on Sunday. It's a work trip for Hector, a pleasure trip for me.