If drinking fruity beverages is wrong, I don't want to be right.

Those of you who know me well or have sat near me at a bar are aware that in addition to cider, I have a weak spot, nay ravenous appetite for frozen fruity beverages. What's more than the palatability of the fruity beverages, is the lighthearted embarrassment I cause my father when out to eat as a family and he has to "be seen" with the usually multi-colored adult slushies. (Let's call them what they really are.) Truly, the facial expressions he generates upon my receipt of a Pappadeaux's Twisted Hurricane or Mango Tango Margarita is priceless.

Oh the humanity!

 What tastes most delicious with multicolored adult slushies is a full-on Tex-Mex meal at Guadalajara in The Woodlands. For the last ten years, my allegiance to Guadalajara's spinach & chicken enchiladas, Charro beans, and Pechuga Victoria has been steadfast.

As our departure is now less than 48 hours away, Sean and I took the opportunity of having dinner with our dear friend, Sarah, to enjoy my favorite restaurant's food and fruity drinks. (Well, Sean had a Dos Equis, but I will forgive him.)

(l to r) Mango & Strawberry Twister, Sangria & Margarita Swirl

Corn and Onion grilled Green Beans, Raspberry-Chipotle Chicken, Hacienda Rice with sausage

Torta de Tres Leches, Queso Crema Flan

Belated apologies for making you hungry- but I will need this record of deliciousness in a few weeks time when I begin having Tex-Mex withdrawals.

Despite Friday night being a hard act to follow (and Dad needing some recovery time from the beverages which inspired polar bear swimming,) we had a great weekend with my family!
On Sunday, we had a farewell meal with Aunt Judy and Joe and The Leyenbecks!

Aunt Judy, Joe, Anna, Sean

Aunt Judy personalized our card!

 

 

 

As it was the last time we will see Huck for a while, I'm happy to note we were able to teach him a very useful skill during his visit: throwing ice cubes into a swimming pool. At one point, Huck even pledged to stay with Sean and I- though we later learned this was, in fact, only so he could continue the great ice cube pitching session. I'll take it as a triumph anyway.

I'm sure there is a "stole my friends' kids UK visa"

As the clock is now turning midnight, I'm headed to bed. This whole unemployed thing has messed with my routine 6pm bedtime. I'm really really ready to be working again- so UK job can't come soon enough!

I'll leave you with a stellar selfie I forced Sean to take during our departure from the restaurant tonight.

Thanks for the memories gluttony, Guadalajara.