So much to do, so little time...

Last weekend we a wee bit hectic. On Friday night we drove (actually I was driving) up to Dallas (which meant a bath for Homer the night before) to Ron and Hanka's. Since Jfer's cruiser had to store both Homer as well as her bicycle, the driver's seat back was pretty much vertical all the way. The next day the chicks got together and Jennifer got to do the first fitting of her wedding gown. I didn't get to see the results, but cousin Hanka thought it looked beautiful. Aunt Hanka seemed to be quite happy with her work - and promptly took over the creation of Jfer's veil, too. And Jennifer seemed very relieved after the second thoughts she had started harboring about her design.

After a yummy lunch we said goodbye to the Schells (and Homer said goodbye to Pepper, the guinea pig he spent most of the time obsessing about) and left for Houston. After having driven a few hundred more miles we arrived at Margaret and Jerry's house. We actually made it too bed fairly early (after Homer managed to fall into their pool) since the triathletes were getting up around five next morning.

I blissfully overslept - being woken up by Elizabeth's phone call. I quickly packed Homer into the car and headed to Katy to the Cinco Ranch Triathlon. I had to park over a mile from the site. I took a shortcut through an innocent looking freshly mowed field only to be engulfed by a swarm of starving mosquitos, no doubt carrying malaria, West Nile Fever and who knows what else. I don't think I got bitten too much and neither did Homer, although his coat was covered with those beasts. Still, it gave me another reason never to want to live in Houston.

I spent the next couple of hours in heavy mist interrupted by light drizzle watching and cheering Jennifer and most of her family. The tri looked well organized and not too hard since the area is pretty flat. Everyone finished almost unscathed. Jennifer did not do as well as in previous races (she decided at the last minute to enter the Cinco without training for it) but I'll let is slip.

After the triathlon we spent some time and ate some pizza at Kathleen's and then there was another long drive home. This time the bike's handlebar was mere inches from my face.

So we got Jfer's dress accomplished but nothing else besides. I also managed to leave my camera in Houston, so no more pictures untill the wedding :-| The wedding is less than three weeks away and I am starting to stress a little. Mostly about the fact that although our RSVP deadline has arrived we still have quite a few invitations sans response - and the acceptance rate has been on the high side so we'd be busting the budget if we ever managed to actually make one.