Whining in Texas

I will tell you I have a glorious hotel room. It’s a two bedroom suite with a fully stocked kitchen – not that I’m cooking, but I did buy some snacks. There are two complete bathrooms, 3 televisions, and walk-in closets. The hotel has a great breakfast in the morning and a great lunch/dinner menu. The first night I had a fab-o grilled cheese and tonight nachos. Some of the other people who are here with me were put in a different hotel with dinky rooms and not even a dresser to put their clothes. Compound that with my sports car vs their Chevy Cruz and I feel like I’ve been living under a good star or something.

Except that for the first two days when the weather was so awful and I was terrified to drive the Mustang on the ice, it’s been awesome. Dave Durango is going to feel very pedestrian when I get home.

Here are some impressions I have of my trip and of Dallas, having never been here before:

1. Their weather is wackaloon. Apparently, it was 80 degrees and 29 degrees in the same week. What the hell is that all about?

2. Private Selection Huckleberry Pie ice cream totally rocks. It was a leap of faith when I bought it because usually I go right for the chocolate.

3. I need a new iPhone. The battery in my current phone is pathetic. It doesn’t hold a charge AT ALL anymore. Dear Apple people – send me a new iPhone 6 and I’ll expound on the gloriousness of it on my very influential blog.

4. The new Mustang has way, way too many things happening on the dashboard. It totally freaks me out. It would easily take months to get used to all that stuff. Hey, Ford people –  I’m willing to try. Send me a Mustang and I’ll babble about its magnificence on my prestigious blog.

5. Weather men are morons everywhere.

6. I miss my people. My Honey sent me videos of him rubbing my cat’s belly. Honestly, it just made it worse.

7. I’m not getting any writing done. I’m a slacker, and I’m appalled at myself.

8. I have slept alone in my king-sized bed at a diagonal and with nearly every pillow in Texas every single night BECAUSE I CAN!

9. I live in terror of the dire warnings regarding the weather and pending snow/ice storm expected on Friday, the day I leave. If I get stuck at the airport it will be bad for Texas as a whole. I keep reminding myself about #5.

OK. I’m going to load my neck and shoulder up with BenGay patches again because I’m old and my bones are like misaligned Legos.