We headed up to Dallas this weekend to spend some time with friends. They have a cute little 5 month old who likes to spit up on people at random. It was a good weekend, I got to play a little Oblivion just so I could see what I'm missing and get it out of my system before logging back into WoW.
Upon our return to the CPT, Lauren got a nice nap and then we were off again, this time to the Salt Lick in Driftwood. For those that have never been, it's a family-style BBQ all-you-can-eat fiesta for the senses. We ate enough brisket and sausage that we ended up getting the meat sweats (not recommended) and the itis.
We got back to our house around 7pm, and Amanda's in-laws weren't far behind (they're down to buy a house). Unfortunately, at around 8:30pm they got a call from an uncle letting us know that Amanda's cousin had passed. He had a heart condition from birth, and wasn't expected to make it to 18, but by golly the power of science and medicine got him to his 30th birthday, something that Amanda was very happy about when she went to the party in March. I had only met him once, but I knew he was a good guy and that Amanda cared for him a great deal, so that was good enough in my book.
A very sad event, but in some ways I imagine that he's probably happy it's over up there. No more oxygen tanks, no more defibrillators, no more watching the diet for salt and fluids. If there is a God, and he is a just God, there will be BBQ and beer waiting for him.
The Boddishatva of the Underworld
Makes you want to flick that tongue!
