My Spring Break

I've never really gone "Spring Breaking" or wondered what others did during Spring Break, but I found out this week. My mom and I made the three-hour-long drive to Mustang Island last Friday. We went there to work at a friend's uncle's BBQ restaurant for the week. We had a great time, but sleeping was made difficult by the seemingly endless shouts, screams, air horns, and singing outside our door during the evening. Let me go on record as saying that there are some really, really stupid people out there. What got me was that some of the parents were just as bad! Of course, these were just the people at the hotel. Our restaurant clientele was pretty bad, too. For example, lets use the twenty-something-year-old blond who asked the difference between brisket and pork. I answered that one used to be a pig and the other a cow. Don't even get me started on the lack of respect shown to a clean, well maintained salad bar. There were even carrots in the vanilla pudding at one point. AHHH! What a nightmare! The person could have at least dipped the carrots out of there, but heaven forbid they clean up their own mess. haha On the bright side, those messes kept me employed, so I guess I'm kind of indebted to all the slobs in the world. So, thank you, slobs. You inadvertently put a smile on my face and a dollar in my pocket as I watched you ruin my carefully organized table-sets of BBQ sauces, and as I cleaned your sand off our seats and floors, your finger prints off our glass doors, your dirty dishes off our tables, and your germs off my hands. haha All joking aside, we did have a good time, and enjoyed seeing a brief glimpse behind the kitchen door at what really happens at restaurants.

While we were down there, my friend's mom died. It greatly saddened me to hear of the loss of Mrs. Blanton. I know that she will be greatly missed by the countless kids she helped and the entire community of Boerne. I pray God will be with their entire family through the next couple of miles in their lives.

Also, while we were down there, I learned that my friend got engaged. Congratulations to the soon-to-be Mrs. Aimee J. Wheeler Moore. We're all so happy for you. May your relationship grow to be stronger than the foundation of that Great Wall on which he proposed. We look forward to your return home!

Well, I have to get busy with my weekend to do list. I hope you have a great weekend.

Brent the Magnificent