Cold, wet night last night; drove to Brenham this morning in HEAVY fog... 3/10's mile visibility; this afternoon it's a beautiful, clear, perfect 65 degrees. Texas weather!
This is a baseball glove; it's in a park.
This is from a resort and it's not King Triton.
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Off to the fundraiser now for the private pre-school DD works for. Looking forward to some GOOD food and silent auction items. They even have a condo in Orlando up for auction! (I think I'll skip that one...wouldn't want to stay off property...then we'd have to DRIVE!
This is from HS so not from Casey's.
Toy Story?
What's wrong with driving? lol
. (Private country club with yearly dues of $12,000...membership fee $100,000...he wanted that SO bad!) Beach house in Galveston for a week went for $2,900; told my friend I can go to DW for a week on a solo trip for that much! Left before the Orlando condo came up for bid; staying on property is a must for us. One of these days DH and I MAY drive once again but it will be a 2 week trip with a week on the road and then we'll park the car! That 17 hour trip we did with only one overnight stop was the TRIP FROM HELL for us and we're so spoiled with the Disney transportation we'll never drive IN DW again. 
Never...ever. 
Magic Express is my "Cinderella carriage" 
and I'm not planning on riding a tram from a parking lot again either. My cakes brought over $200 in the dessert auction too. 
Fun fundraiser and excellent Italian food. SIL got his "dream" weekend of golf for a mere $800
No Ma'am, not from Toy Story either.
By the time we got out of LA I WAS READY TO SCREAM and we were 4 hours behind! We had reservations in Tallahassee and didn't arrive at that hotel until 3 AM. We were both so tired we couldn't drive over an hour at a time. We slept until 9 AM and drove to Orlando staying at one of the non-Disney hotels in the DS area and spent that afternoon at DS. Of course, as our luck was...it was RAINING the whole evening.
Stopped when we got back to the hotel for the night 
and was a beautiful evening. 
We'd planned on driving straight through on the way home. We left on a Saturday and DD needed to be home by Sunday to get ready for work. BAD mistake...and I hadn't planned on having a "highly infected finger" by that time throbbing with pain. I was on pain meds and didn't trust myself to drive over an hour at a time. DD couldn't make the whole drive by herself and I was feeling really, really bad by that time so we decided to stop in Baton Rouge...only to discover damn near EVERY hotel was full! 
Ended up staying in a "not so nice" one...slept in our clothes and got 5 hours sleep getting up at the crack of dawn to make it home. I needed to get to the ER as soon as I got home and DD needed to get home. It was a nightmare and "cured" us of being adventurous and driving on the spur of the moment!
Then I'll go with the next thought...Port Orleans.
This is not from an attraction so not in GMR.
Amazing in fact for our little town! The silent auction brought in $31,000 of that amount, thanks in part to the World Champion Astros! Tickets and "game experience" (meals in the "Diamond Restaurant", club house meet and greet and tickets directly behind home plate for 4) went for $6,200! Class sizes are limited and there aren't enough "spaces" for everyone wanting to send their children to the school. They auctioned off an "Automatic Entry"...that spot for the kindergarten class sold for $4,800 and for the 18 month class for $3,000 ! Needless to say DD's boss, the Head Mistress, was beside herself! Looks like they can buy the school van they've been wanting! 
This is from Port Orleans. He's not King Triton, but he could be his brother. He's not Santa.
Are you looking for a name of the guy or a location? Looks like that guy sitting on top of the "creature" at the slide. Not sure which one is creepier ... that "thing" or the Boardwalk Clown!
IMG_2152 by Denise Horner, on Flickr
This is from a shop; it's inside and not seasonal.
PATS ARE HEADED BACK TO THE SUPER BOWL
...and looking like our least favorite team the Eagles will be playing too. 
