Trip to Houston

I have to head to Houston this weekend. I got a call from my sister just before 10 PM to tell me that my grandmother, who is in Texas visiting from North Carolina slipped at the restaurant she and my mom were eating at and broke her hip and shoulder. She's now in the same hospital I was born at waiting for surgery on Thursday morning to repair or replace her hip.

First thing is that I'm not surprised something like this happened at the restaurant there were at, but it's one of those moments where it happened to some you know and it makes you feel even worse. They were at a Texas Roadhouse. It's a good place for a steak, but anyone who is slightly OCD should avoid it all costs for their sanity. The reason for that is that they give you a large bucket of peanuts and as you eat them you drop the shells on the floor. Said shells pile up all day long and never get swept up. Add that to the fact there is a step up from floor piled with peanut shells to the booths and disaster was destined, but why did he have to be my 88 year old grandmother.

Brother who lives in San Antonio also got Friday off so the entire family will be in the the same metropolitan area for 3 whole days. The only thing that could top off the entire circus would be if my mother's sister flew in from North Carolina. This is the same aunt I once sold her something, warned it might not work the way she was expecting it to, and then returned it. Her excuse? "God was telling her they didn't need it." I wish I could consult the almighty on my purchases as well, I might have avoided my fashion experiments that failed miserably.

I must say that I'm very happy my manager had no problem asking and his manager had no problem approving the time off. I know other people who's manager won't let her off for her daughter's graduation from law school. She's a support rep that sits right behind me. That means she sells accessory items to what I sell so I don't have to have all that crap memorized. We'll call her the Matchmaker as she's tried to setup Roomie and is now working on getting me a man. We'll have to see how that goes. If you want to know about what's going on in the other half of our floor she's the woman to go to...all of the gossip. I usually try to stay ahead of everyone else so she's a good person to know.

Time to finish up Idol, drink some tea, and get some sleep. Still fighting this head cold thing I picked up from Roomie.

Be good!