Home is where the heart is!

After this crazy week of celebrating my birthday, I made the decision to spend the weekend at home in Houston. It’s also my mom’s birthday next week so it worked out that I would be able to celebrate it with her. After the long four hour drive, I get home to the most glorious thing in the world, our refrigerator. It was completely stocked with fruit, capanata, salmon and a huge turkey breast bigger than the size of my head! It was great to be home and eating my moms cooking. There really is nothing like it in the world.
This morning my dad and I went on a twenty mile bike ride at a place called Hershey Park. Lets just say it got a little dirty. A portion of the trail had been flooded over. Now like true Fawcetts we decided not to turn back, but just to bike straight through. I was actually the one encouraging my dad to bike through the mud because he was apprehensive of getting his bike dirty. We had already gotten wet so we figured we didn’t really have much to lose. There were four areas in this one particular stretch of trail that we’re extremely deep. I’m talking at least two and a half feet here. It was such a thrill because as you biked threw mud and water got all over your. I think that the amount of water in my shoes probably added about two or three pounds. We were both covered in mud; from our legs to on our necks and all up in our hair. There was actually one point when we were going through the deepest area that I actually thought I was going to fall in because there was to much tension on my bike. Lucky enough for me I quickly realized what I was doing and got myself out of the situation by changing the tension on my pedals. When we got home, it took us about forty five minutes to clean both of our bikes, sprockets, tires, handlebars and all. Tonight our plan is to go to one of our favorite restaurants in Houston called Carmelos. They make an extraordinary plate called Pepe Niro, which is basically pepper steak, mushrooms and fettuccine. The best part is that the restaurant flambés the meal right next to your table. Even better is what we always get for dessert. It is called crepe suzette, which is a French delicacy. It consists of a crepe with a hot sauce of caramelized sugar, organge juice, lightly grated orange peel and liquer. This is also flambéed next to the table, and tastes like heaven in your mouth. Literally, I'm not joking!
Leaving home is always bitter sweet for me; I love being home with my parents and I absolutely love college, but like the saying goes “there is no place but home.”