Austin Adventure Part 2

I’ll just jump right on in here.

On Sunday me and the birthday girl hit the road for San Antonio.  Katrina booked us a hotel on the famous San Antonio Riverwalk, which I didn’t know existed until this trip. We checked into our room in the mid afternoon and decided to check out the riverwalk.  I had no idea what to expect, and I have to say I was pleasantly surprised when we walked out of the hotel.Austin_05It was gorgeous.  The weather was perfect, the buildings were old and the people out there were…..trashy.  There was this haggard looking woman stumbling around hollering nonsense and it was quite the welcome.  We later found her hanging out, making new friends at Coyote Ugly.  We kept walking until we found signs to the Alamo.  Did you know the Alamo is right smack dab in the middle of the city?Austin_08We didn’t go in because the line was insane.  We walked through the little museum where we saw a lock of Davey Crockett’s hair.  And of course we hit the gift shop where I got the Max a (fake) coonskin hat.

After a while we went back to the hotel for their free little happy hour deal.  We got ourselves some ball park grade snacks (runny nacho cheese FTW!) as well as some fruity drinks.  And the real fun began.Austin_06Austin_07We had grand plans of taking a dip in the rooftop pool at some point but we forgot.  Once we drank away our free drinks we hit the riverwalk for a real meal.  Of course it’s like 7:00 at this point and every single restaurant, including the one that serves the margaritas bigger than your head that I really wanted to go to, had an insane wait time.  We walked far enough down to get a spot at The Original Mexican Restaurant.  Yes, that’s what it was called.  I, for the third night in a row, ordered enchiladas, because now it’s a challenge to see who has the best enchiladas.  These were by far the absolute worst.  Not only did they look like dog vomit they tasted somewhat like it I’m sure, even though I’ve never tasted dog vomit and I have no plans to do so.  The food wasn’t great but the drinks?  Those were great.  We each ordered a flavored margarita with an extra shot of tequila.  After I finished mine I ordered a Texas Tea.  Just think Long Island but more alcohol, if that’s possible.Austin_09When we asked for our second drinks the waitress was less than pleased to say the least, I don’t know why.  She was probably hating life cause she had to work at that awful place.  Once we managed to choke down the booze we stumbled back towards the hotel, for no good reason, giggling and being those girls.  You know the ones.  The ones where you look at them and you roll your eyes.  We were also the girls that took a whole bunch of selfies in the elevator.Austin_10We were also the girls who drunk dialed our significant others at the same time and couldn’t control our giggling.  It was a fabulous evening.  And what’s more great?  WE woke up with no hangovers!  Which is a good thing because it was Katrina’s birthday!

We checked out of the hotel and made our way to Sea World.  We were both so friggin excited.  We got there right as the gates were opening and immediately headed towards the Shamu Theatre where the Shamu Show was going to be.Austin_11We consciously sat in the splash zone.  We knew what to expect.  But for the first 3/4 of the show we were spared.  That is until the whale swam up to our little window dove down and lifted it’s tale and gave us the coldest, salt watery-ist shower ever.  We were soaked.  And it was totally worth it.  That show was awesome.  Those whales were amazing, and I haven’t felt that giddy since we went to Disney World in 2010.  Austin_12We walked around the park and Katrina threatened to get me on one of the roller coasters, which I got dizzy just looking at.  I got a Shamu shaped pretzel and ate it while we watched the Cirque Du Soleil type dolphin and beluga whale show.  There were acrobats and synchronized swimmers and leaping dolphins and one lone beluga whale bobbing up and down.  Because they can’t do much else, you know?  But I still love them.  The beluga whales became my favorite when Rob and I went to the aquarium in Vancouver B.C.  They’re always smiling!  And blowing bubbles!  Just precious.

Here’s my complaint about Sea World.  Everything is a show.  You can’t go look at the orcas or belugas, you can only see them in a show.  Don’t they understand I want to press my nose against the glass and share a moment with a whale?  Another complaint: Don’t eat the turkey wrap or pickles.  Katrina got a serious case of food poisoning as well as a bacterial infection (possibly Ecoli) that landed her in the ER and out of work for a week.  She’s better now, but not a great start to her 29th year.

Oh, and did I mention that we were literally the only childless adults there?  Because we were.

After tackling Sea World we made our way back to Austin where we took Robo, Katrina and Ian’s precious pit pup, out to the park where he was in doggy heaven.Austin_15Austin_13I had such a great time there.  I can see why Katrina picked Austin.  It reminded me of Portland with all the hip-ness of the city and it also reminded me of living in Louisiana with all the cute mid-century brick houses.  Austin is great, but Portland is better.  And Portland is where Katrina belongs.  Please come home Katrina!Austin_14


Austin Adventure Part 1

Before Katrina moved to Austin in August of 2010 I vowed to visit her as much as possible.  Then I found out I was pregnant and that kind of changed any traveling plans.  So now that Max is at an age where he doesn’t need me around all the time and Katrina is planning on moving back here this summer, I figured I should go visit her to see where the hell she’s been all this time.  Luckily I bought my ticket at the right time only $200 round trip.  What I didn’t know was that I had planned to go the first weekend of SXSW.

Remember how I was all super anxious about this trip and about flying and all of that business?  Well I was pretty much fine.  I flew there and back without any issues, and I actually enjoyed it.  I had little moments of anxiety here and there but nothing like before, so yay!Austin_01On the way there I started watching Downton Abbey on the Kindle Fire and was immediately sucked in.  I don’t even know why though, because all those people do is sit around and look fancy and change their clothes.  But I drank the Kool Aid and now I’m drunk.

I arrived there early Friday afternoon and as I walked past the TSA guy he said “Oh, she’s doing the happy dance”.  He had been watching Katrina wait for me.  The weather was just like Portland, which is not normal for Texas.  It was chilly, for Texas, and drizzly, like Portland.  Trina drove me around and showed me places and we ended up eating at what was her Grandpa’s favorite Mexican restaurant, Matt’s El Rancho.  We both had enchiladas and a strawberry margarita.  They also had mole salsa which was really good.  The next night we had Mexican food again, I forge the name of the place though, and I had deeeelicious margarita there as well as enchiladas (the best of the trip).Austin_02On Saturday the goal was crawfish.  I wanted boiled crawfish.  We went to the Shoal Creek Saloon where Katrina’s friend, Jana, met us and together we put away a heap of crawfish.Austin_03HOLY WOW.  It was sooooooo good.  This place also had Abita Purple Haze on tap.  It was perfect.  I got to teach the girls how to peel open a crawfish and suck the heads.

After lunch Trina took me down to South Congress, which is the boutique-y hip street.  The Hawthorne equivalent to Portland.  I got Rob a cowboy belt and I got myself a real SNOWBALL.  We also attempted to explore downtown a bit but it was full of SXSW-ers and streets were closed off and everyone looked like they were in a band.  So we vetoed that.Austin_04I had a Tiger’s Blood snowball and Trian had Birthday Cake.  If I had a ton of money I’d bring real snowballs (and daquiris for that matter) to Portland.  YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE MISSING PORTLAND.

Stay tuned for our (slightly intoxicated) San Antonio trip.

That time I pretended to be a model.

My BFF, Joy, is in hair design school at the Aveda Institute of Portland.  In fact, she graduates in a matter of days!  About two months ago she needed to present her senior project which was create a hairstyle and have her model photographed and can you believe Joy asked little old me to be her model?!  Of course I said yes, because I’ve always wanted to put what I’ve learned on ANTM to good use.

I was pretty nervous when it came time to actually be in front of the camera I was feeling pretty shaky/nervous/panicky.  I pretended Jay Manuel was there giving me direction and I thought to myself What would Tyra do?  hair_03Me and eyebrows just don’t mix.hair_01hair_02It feels really weird to be throwing all these pictures of myself up here but I’m making myself do it.  Sharing these with the world is a little out of my comfort zone but I’m doing it anyway, because why the hell not?  So here you go world!  My first (And probably last.  I belong behind the camera.) modeling gig.

Thank you Joy for asking me to be your model and making me prettyprettypretty!

Hair and makeup by Joy Bush.  Photos Copyright Ben Z. Mund.

4 Years!

Happy New Year!

Can you believe I’ve managed to keep up this little blog for four whole years!  I’m a little surprised I’ve stuck with it, honestly.  I never intended it to become a diary of sorts to share my life, my thoughts and my fears.  Sometimes I’m afraid of over sharing and other times I feel like I could give more but I suppose it’ll always be like that.

I’m going to continue on with my little blog sharing the parts of my life you never wanted to know about in the first place, and I’ll continue to post a gazillion photos of my Max and ramble onandonandonandon about the most important of things.

So, cheers to another year of blogging! And Friends! And Family! And being the best you that you can be, because that’s important.


Birthday Week 2012

Up until a few weeks ago I hadn’t given a single thought to turning twenty nine, much less thirty.  But then I started thinking about it and it made sad.  Maybe sad isn’t the right word, but I think it is.  I’m just going to miss (Well, I do miss it now) the being young and stupid and reckless thing.  Not that I really need that in my life anymore but it would be nice to be able to drop everything and leave town for a few days just for fun on a moment’s notice.  I miss life before Max.  I miss life before Rob even.  I miss life before I moved out of my parent’s house.  The grass is always greener, eh?  GET OVER IT ERIN.  It’s fine.  Twenty nine will be great and 30 will be fabulous.


So I turned twenty nine last week and it was a really, really great day.  Perfect in fact.  First off I woke up to a bouquet of flowers and for lunch Rob and Max took me to the Grilled Cheese Grill, I loooooove that place.  A restaurant dedicated to grilled cheese sandwiches?  GENIUS.  While Max was napping Rob presented me with presents and a heart shaped red velvet cake!  Rob made me a cake!Birthdays_01For dinner we met my mom and Cameron and brother by friendship, Alex, at a place I’d never been, Golden Valley Brewhouse.  max ran around like a damn maniac, because that’s all he ever does anymore GAAAAAAAAHHHH.  That’s for another day.  Dinner was lovely, and the brownie/ice cream deal was great.  Birthdays_03AND THEN WE WENT TO ZOO LIGHTS.  Except when we got there the line was insanely long and I was crabby about it, but then it went fast and we got in and it was suuuper crowded but we still had fun.  You know who had the most fun though?  MAX DID.Birthdays_04Birthdays_02Oh, he just loved it.  I think we’ll go back soon but earlier in the evening so we’re not running into bedtime, but even having been up two hours past bedtime this kid did awesome.  Also, we got a zoo membership!  So we’ll be hanging there all the time.

And that was my birthday.

Friday was Rob’s birthday.  He’s so old now I’ve forgotten his age.  I had to work during the day so festivities were put on hold til after I got off.  I gave Rob his presents and we went out to eat at his family’s favorite chinese place, Kwang Chow.  It was just me and Rob and Max, our little family.Birthdays_05Saturday was Rob’s real celebration.  For the last three years Rob has made a tradition of going to play laser tag for his birthday.  So that is exactly what we did.  Our team won each game we played, duh.  I even got the highest score out of everyone playing the last game.  That’s out of like thirty people!  It was a blast, even if we were playing against a bunch of preteens.Birthdays_08(Thanks Greg for the group photo!)

After laser tag we went to dinner at our favorite Mexican joint, La Caretta where Rob and I shared a cazuela, a bowl full of liquor.  Rob and Max got to wear the birthday sombrero, which when I think about it is really disgusting and probably full of lice and somebody else’s dandruff.  Ew.Birthdays_06After all that we had a few friends over for a game night in our rumpus room (basement) which is still decorated for Max’s for Max’s first birthday party because I obviously don’t spend enough time down there to actually clean up.Birthdays_07I’d say we had a nice birthday week.  Each year all I want is to be with my family and have cake (because it’s not really a birthday without cake).  I’ve got year, well 359 days, until I turn thirty and until then I will enjoy the last days of my twenties the best way I know how, drinking white wine spritzers and watching Roseanne.

You can find past birthdays here: 2011, 2010