We had our annual float trip this weekend which meant no sleep, little exercise, and a lot of eating out.  For all you non-Texans, “floatin the river” means driving a few hours down I-35 to the Comal River (or the Guadalupe) in New Braunsfels near San Antonio, sitting in an inner tube, relaxing/drinking/burning, and floating for a few hours.  At the end, you get out, walk up the stairs, and a bus takes you back to the beginning to do it all over again.  Since we went on a Saturday in July, it was packed.  Very fun times had by all, but basically all I did Saturday was sit in a tube & get a little burned.

As usual, we stopped at our favorite mexican restaurant in Waco twice this weekend- once heading down and also on the way back.  I had queso with extra pico de gallo each time.  I have resigned myself to the fact that whenever I’m back in my college town, I will always go to this place and order their queso.  This is not in line with my diet, but I always look forward to eating there.  I only get to make it back a few times each year so I can allow myself to splurge then.