Now, for a rewind. There's been lots of stuff in my head and on my phone that I haven't shared yet.
I read this and I no longer want to enjoy my formerly beloved Two Buck Chuck, yet somehow the $4.99 bottle of wine sitting next to it is still okay in my head. Ignorance is bliss, especially when cheap wine is involved.
In September, pre-move, we went to Austin for a day for the Texas Monthly BBQ Festival. I don't know if it was the threat of rain or the glut of things going on in the rest of our lives, but I was hugely underwhelmed. The festival was as organized as it could be, but several places were disappointing and the best ones had lines we didn't feel like standing in. I think I'll sit this one out next year, but I was happy to experience it once for myself.
On the way home, we stopped in the small town of Smithville, where the movie Hope Floats was filmed. We've stopped there often and I really like the shops in the middle of town - all kinds of vintage items and antiques, a candy shop, and the world's largest gingerbread man, all in one place. Unfortunately, Sunday afternoons aren't ideal shopping times in a small town, so a lot of places were closed, but we'll definitely stop there again soon.
The BBQ Festival with the Austin skyline in the background | Smithville charm | Duncan on the trail
I've decided I love baths. We have a separate tub and shower in the new house which means the tub takes far longer to get dirty when it isn't used daily. I'm fully getting on board the "baths are awesome" train and look forward to spending lots of money at Lush soon... what do you recommend?
For the past few years, Duncan hasn't been very good on his leash. I thought a change of environment might lead to a change in him, so I've been trying to take him out for a walk every day. We've discovered lots of cute paths and trails in the neighborhood and now that fall is finally trying to come to Houston (highs in the high 80s instead of 90s, whoa), it's been really nice to be outside every evening.
There's a pumpkin beer that Andrew developed a love for a few years ago. It's a limited release, and normally there's a two bottle limit at most stores. We normally spend a few days looking for it and getting plenty of bottles so he can enjoy some now and age some for later (especially now that he has his own beer fridge...). Well, this year, I happened to go to a nearby grocery store for gas and found tons of bottles of this beer, no limits, and we were able to get all he wanted. It was a pumpkin beer miracle, I tell you! Maybe our new suburb isn't too bad after all...
And on that note, I think you're pretty much caught up, other than house stuff. I like to be nosy and read about other people's house stuff, so I will probably write a ton about that. Maybe next week. No promises, though. A month in and I still have unpacking to do...