Found a Mid-Century Mexican Farmhouse to Stay in While in Austin, Around a Mile from @NCTEARorg. It was the Colors that Lured Me In.

Mom would say, "Those are you Eastman colors or your Clarksville colors, and she'd be right. I like the bright colors, and I'm lucky to have Chris Goering, University of Arkansas, sharing the space with me (and we're hoping to talk Dr. Dail into hosting a party in the home. We want to be the cool kids. We're on a dead-end street, lots of stray cats, and I imagine other critters, too, but the inside of the space looks good.

I'm off to a school to do a Writing Our Lives conference and to share/show my love for the incredible Dr. Tracey Flores, University of Texas-Austin. Seriously, she's worked tirelessly to pull the entire occasion together. I'm looking forward to meeting the kids and, I hope, to learn some Spanish, 

The six hours of flight was a bit rough, but only because the seats have know cushions, so it was like sitting on monkey bars. I slept where I could, read when I couldn't, and simply prayed the plane would land sooner than it was scheduled, too. 

Karal is in good hands with Shirley's niece, Rebecca (I love the photo updates) and I'm hoping I'll find my way to the bus without much difficulty. Shoot, I don't want to be late to school!

It was also 87 degrees when I landed. Phew. Been a minute since I felt those temperatures. Of course, that is abnormal for February in Texas and we'll dip back to the 70s the rest of the weekend. 

Thankful to have a place to return to for the next few days, although most of my time will be spent at the conference. I already had barbecue twice (for lunch and for dinner) and now wish for a salad. I say that every time I come to Texas....how can they eat this all the time? Of course, they probably don't do the tourist drive for brisket like we Yankees do. 

Okay, time to close the laptop up and walk to the University to fulfill the mission. Day one - here we go!