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Old Town Spring…

In light of recent events this week, I’m glad I already planned on posting a celebration of family time.  Or mother/daughter time at least.  I think we need to hug our loved ones extra tight this week.  And then once more for good measure.

This past weekend, my daughter and I embarked on a short girls trip.  We (we, meaning me, while she babbled constantly about her latest story idea…:) ) drove a little over two hours to Spring, TX, within which is a section called Old Town Spring.  We have just a little over a month till she graduates, and 82 days till she leaves for the Navy. Leaves Texas for Chicago and then San Diego, and then ports unknown.

Not wanting to give up my baby just yet, I wanted one more vacation. 🙂

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Old Town Spring is the original railroad town, with all the buildings and old houses renovated into restaurants and shops.  Many many many shops, so many it takes two days to hit them all.

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But we are Lovelace women.  Which means the root of our lives and our very existence is food.  Never enough food.

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I don’t recall getting hungry…not even once.  We never had the opportunity to get hungry, because as soon as that rolling-hippopotamus feeling passed, we’d pass a stand of something or other…. and start all over again.

There were cool things, like standing in an old vault in an old bank that still had the bullet holes from when Bonnie and Clyde robbed it. 🙂

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And the rumors of the ghosts that inhabit this town, especially this restaurant that was built in 1902 for the railroad workers.

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My daughter got her palm read and was told she’d live to probably 90, but had had 3 very close calls to death…which was a little unnerving.  Especially the way she drives.  Got to see a house that had been everything from a funeral home to a hippie commune, and has a secret room no one can find.   Read this…

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And at night, we’d do what we do.  Did the TV come on for us girls?  No.  Not once.  We read and we did this.  Because we’re word freaks.  Can’t imagine where she gets it.   o.O

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