Everything IS Bigger in Texas - Part 1

We're here! Safe and sound. And so far... we are LOVING being "Texans."

The goodbyes were hard. My last day at Kewaunee was basically just one long sobfest. (Somehow, I don't think Brian's last day was so difficult!) And saying goodbye to the family... I still can't think about it. Brian and I both miss everyone already. We can't wait for mom and dad's visit next month! Hopefully by then we will have found some cool things to show them...

We drove all day long the Friday we left and made it to Brian's hometown of Luling, LA around 11:30 that night (after gaining an hour... so really 12:30 a.m., I guess.) Moe's brother and sister in law, Brennen and Melissa, were nice enough to put us up for the week end, so we had a nice soft bed to sleep in. And we got to meet Donovan, the craziest, sweetest 4 year old ever.

Brian and Donovan at the Parade in Metairie

Saturday morning we went to eat yummy cajun food at Monsanto park. Delicious. Then we went to the Luling parade, where Brian got to see some "long lost" friends, and I finally got to meet all the people I've heard so much about. After that, we headed to Metairie for a parade and out and about in Luling... which is a lot like heading out and about in Statesville it turns out. ;)

Layla, Kenny and Brian at the Luling Parade

Melissa, Easter Bama and Me at the Parade in Metairie.
Easter Bama was stimulating the economy by
giving away doubloons, mardi gras coins.

Moe and Brennen at Cajun Ice, One of Two "Bars" in Luling

Sunday morning we drug ourselves out of bed, said our goodbyes, pulled Donovan off Brian's leg and drove the hour to Baton Rouge. We had a nice, long nap, ate some takeout and prepared ourselves for the last leg of the race, i.e. the 4 hour drive to our new home!

So, drive we did, and we finally made it to Houston. But this post is getting a little long... so you'll have to stay tuned for the next post to hear about the move-in, our cute apartment, our week of exploring and my first days at work. :)

Love you. Mean it. We'll do lunch. (That one's for you, daddy!)