So, look, this was the situation in Austin.

I love you so much Austin why do you hurt me like this

And, as it does every year, it broke me. But instead of crawling under my bed to live with the dust bunnies and the wrapping paper as usual, I got in the car and drove north.

Yes please

Allllllllll the way to north central Texas, where my parents generously take in overheated travelers. It was a good decision. There are migas here!

And peach cobbler.

And chocolate chip muffins.

And plenty of wide open spaces for wary bike-riders.

We will stay here until we have fully recovered the strength to face August.