Just when I thought my nickname was special and unique to me alone, my girlfriend returns from her honeymoon in Sun Valley with this picture. To make matters even worse, I'm not even that great of a skier!
Happy National Pink Day! Did you even know such a holiday existed? 
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Although Lexus didn't get her fantasy day bed for her birthday, she did get to blow out a candle in her favorite can of dog food - Beef Cuts in Gravy!
She's usually afraid of fire, but the luring aroma of artificial beef soaking in imitation gravy was just too good to pass up. I think we singed a few whiskers, but she needed a trim anyway. Rafiki likes a clean shaven woman!Lexus, as a belated birthday gift, I promise to take you to the "spa" (aka Petsmart) this weekend for a lavender-oatmeal bath and a bag of Greenies!
PK
Can anyone make her dream come true?
I sent this request out to my family and this is how they responded:
Ryan: "Lex-Pup obviously does not know we are in a recession."
Bonnie: "Collin is sooooo in! You know how much he loves that dog!"
Brooks: "Lex needs to learn to be happy with an old blanket and a crate. Send her up North and her Northern cousins will get her in check."
Debbie: "I will drink some water out of the toilet and lick clean McCall in her honor."
Collin: "You've gone off the deep end if you think I care about what that rat wants for its birthday."
Collin, Lexus apologized for that time she kissed you with tongue. She just couldn't help herself!
Happy birthday, Lex!
PK
How's this for a Texas greeting? Not quite sure if she's advertising food or something else, but she sure is friendly!
Texans take their alma maters, football, and their big cars very seriously. Case in point.
Texans also take their food very seriously. And we don't mince words. This here is the "Big Ass Burger", as it appeared on the menu. My uncle ordered it and made no apologies for finishing it. If your appetite isn't quite as big, they do offer the "Half Ass Burger".
While I was home, we visited Bubba's Chicken Restaurant for some good ol' Southern grub. Everyone is served biscuits, buttered corn, green beans and mashed potatoes. You then get to pick your entree. We all ordered the sinful fried chicken and chicken fried steak. We were joined by Bubba himself, who is a permanent fixture at many of the larger tables. My cousin Carter cozied up to him and even shared a root beer float with this old timer.
I think Bubba wrote this sign that hung above our table.
And after all of our good eats, we retired to my mom's house to celebrate Laurie's birthday (again!) with a homemade cake and Blue Bell ice cream - a staple in every Texan's freezer. We couldn't find a number seven candle, so we had to improvise with seven single candles.
With so much good food resting in our bellies, it wasn't long before Laurie and her pup Charlie snuggled up for a late afternoon nap.
View of Reunion Tower from the street.
View of downtown Dallas from our table.
I had my own little "reunion" as I snapped this picture of the Dallas skyline. I worked in the tallest building you see here for three years. My work commute is much different now!
Cute picture of me and the middle sister, Holly. Prior to dinner that night, we were ladies of leisure as we lunched, shopped and got matching mani's and pedi's.
Sexy picture of the mama. I'm pretty sure you'll find this on Match.com!
With our bellies full of non-seafood (560 specializes in sushi...a big no-no for ALL of the Smith girls!), we posed outside while good ol' dad brought the car around.
A vertical view of Reunion Tower at dusk. During the holidays, the lights randomly blink like they're set to Christmas carols!
Yes, these are Christian Louboutin's pumps. Sadly, not mine. The middle sister let the birthday girl wear them for our evening out on the town. When she kicked them off that night, I just had to squeeze my size 9 foot into these 8 1/2 beauties. Ssh! Don't tell Holly! (And just in case you're wondering, they're the most uncomfortable shoes I've ever worn! Beauty is pain, people!)
