We were going to head back to Texas on Monday after the R and R Hall of Fame, but got a great offer to spend the evening at a beautiful lakehouse instead...how could we say no?? The house is owned by Jenny's (my cousins) uncle...how he's related to me...I'm not sure. But he and his family graciously opened their home, and their private beach, to us...and honestly, it was the best part of the trip.
The weather was perfect...we all sat outside the entire evening...only venturing into the darling home for pizza and drinks they so thoughtfully provided.
Although he's my uncle twice removed (or something like that) I sure would love for him to leave me this dream home...after all, I was kind enough to show up, eat his food, drink his beer, have my son play every song on his juke box and chop a dead fish in half on his beach...then leave. That should count for something, right??
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