Don't Think

I could've thought about it, missed my flight and not have gone to Austin or I could stop thinking and just go.
Someone said that to me last night, but before we get to that, betcha want to know more about Phoenix, oh, wait, Chandler.

It wasn't that exciting until I went to Mexico and all Hell broke loose.

My mother's grand opening went really well; we hired a band and had tons of food and drinks. Way too many drinks.
Me and my brother went on a quick trip to Wal-Mart---
Oh but no trip to Wal-Mart is ever quick. Two days before I spent close to two hours in a Wal-Mart; shopping, talking on the phone to Bev, and supposedly 'working'. Chandler has Wal-Marts up its butt; seriously, there were two within 4 blocks of each other, but everyone there is older, so what can you expect?
Anyway, the party was a hit.

I was so happy it was over. All the painting, furniture assembly, and phone calls made me tired. As you know, sleep is for the week.

It was just now Saturday and one of my mother's medical assistants invited me to go home with him (it's not like that) to Nogales.
Did I think? No, I just went, me and my brother.

Here's a tip from me to you: when you go to Mexico, make sure that you have your driver's license on the way back. I didn't have mine and it was not a ton of fun trying to get back into the country, but it was easier than you'd think. They better get working on this wall.
Just kidding.

Not only was I missing my license, but also my debit card (and my only form of money) and my mother's company credit card. Oops!!

Sunday, which I thought was the 15th, I was ready and packed up to come back to Dallas.
Since it wasn't the 15th and all my return flights were on the 15th...I missed those flights and was forced to pay the going rate for 2 flights back home. Since I was avoiding DFW International and the Wright Amendment, I had to buy the ticket to El Paso and then El Paso to San Antonio.
Two of the funnest airports, ever...not.

To add to the fun, I had to be specially screened by TSA since I lost my license.

While stuck in the most boring airport, ever, in El Paso I caught up with Bev and her birthday party, that I missed out on. Boo hoo.
But thanks to the earpiece technology, I was able to talk to her while texting Rugby Michael. He kept asking questions like when I was I getting to San Antonio and such.
I boarded the plane, texted my answers back to him, hung up with Bev and enjoyed the flight talking Wright Amendment to a pilot who was a passenger onboard.

When it was time to put our cell phones back on, in San Antonio, I turned my on to discover a whole lot of messages from Rugby Michael. Instead of listening to him I called him back. Yes, I'm one of those people on the plane that just cannot wait to get off to talk on my cell phone.
Michael told me this; "Why don't you miss your flight to Dallas and come to Austin for the night?"
Uhm...
"Well you can either sit there and think about it, miss your flight, and not come or you can not think and get over here"
Oooh kay when you put it like that. I loved that he said it like that, what could I do? But go...right?

I went for two reasons, I am that ballsy and he paid for the ticket.

This boy gets cuter and cuter each time I see him.
He took me to PF Changs...I know, I know, a chain, but Austin is the best one ever, I swear!!
Let's just say I flew back this morning, sleepless...