Went out to Gatorfest in Anahuac last night, had a pretty decent time. Got to see 2 singers I really like, Cory Morrow and Roger Creager. There was also plenty of delicious fried gator to go around, cold beer, and people to make fun of.

The porta-potties were, to say the least, fucking horrible. On my last trip, I spent 30 minutes in line, only to have the guy in front of me tell me there was no way I was going to be able to pee in there. Since I had no other option, I slowly looked in the creaky plastic door. The toilet was almost to the overflow point, so I decided I'd be safer to pee in the urinal. There was no urinal. It was a horrible experience, and I will just leave it at that.

Came home, ended up playing pool and drinking more beer with my mom and dad. For those of you that don't know me, I have my own house, but pretty much live with my mom while my husband is away. It is a lot better than rattling around and empty house by yourself. Anyways, I had only had maybe 4 hours of sleep the night before, it was close to 5 in the morning, I had a few beers in me, and I crashed in a chair in the shop. My mother wrapped me in toilet paper. Everyone had a good laugh.
So, here are a few pictures from yesterday.

Gorgeous skies



Dark Clouds



Trees against the dusky sky



Me, before we left, posing all pretty.



My naturally curly hair frizzing out in the heat



Being toilet papered by my mother: