the heart of Texas

I'm dying to post about my trip to Texas but there was so damn much that went on! Until I can whittle it all down let's just go with this:

My dearest Heather got wed.
It was fantastic.
Even though flying there was a disaster. And there was an incident on (one of) the plane(s).
And I smoked a cigarette with a lizard at 2am (that's neither a drug nor a Doors reference, it just happened).
And I didn't touch the Glock 9mm. I think that's the part I require the most credit for.
Being sober helped.

Congrats Heather and Chris. Your life together should be as beautiful as your wedding and as interesting as your history. Love you.