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 souvenirs from El Mercado and La Villita

Hey, everybodeee! (I can't say that without sounding like Grover.) Just got back from a trip to San Antonio, TX with my manly schmoopie for a business seminar. I had never been there before and it was delightful. We so loved staying right on the beautiful RiverWalk. Lemme tell you, Boudro's makes some killer guacamole tableside. Actually the food pretty much everywhere was awesome (Rosario's, Mi Tierra, Little Rhein), and every time we entered our hotel the staff was offering us cookies as big as our heads, so now I need to shed a few molé and sugar induced pounds.

I anticipated some evening downtime at the hotel while my husband was working the expo in the conference center, so I came armed with a bag full of felt, embroidery thread and netflix streaming on the laptop. Hopefully these needle book WIPs will be finished up soon and in the shop.

One thing I learned on the trip over is that needles and small scissors will make it through the TSA security just fine. Suspicious bottles of Fabritac get the very hairy eyeball though.

I couldn't resist getting the girls each a set of worry dolls. Aren't the textiles gorgeous? My dad bought me a set when I was a young girl and I loved them because they were so tiny and were wearing such bright colors. Plus you are only allowed six worries a day, one for each worry doll to solve overnight. I'll see what they can do about my love handles.

enjoying the river boat tour around town. 

I also got the opportunity to meet the cah-razy home school dad  Tim Hawkins and to see him perform at the Lila Cockrell Theatre. (I got a picture with him but it isn't very good and for some reason I don't look like a supermodel, so I'm not posting it.) That man just ain't right. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Go see him if you get a chance. We love him like we love Brian Regan.

It was a great trip, but it is also nice to be safely home to roost with our little chicks.