I Turn to Her and Say, "Texas." She Says, "What?" "I Said Texas." She Says, "What?"

I've kept track of every state in which I've ever stepped foot, and I have a total of 12 more to go before I have the full 50 covered. One big hole has been Texas. I'm not sure why I've never been there, but for a state of such notoriety and girth, I can't believe that it still remained open. Hence, when Christmas time came last year and I had previously bought most of the jewelry and trinkets that my wife could want, I decided to give her a long weekend someplace that we'd never been.

Thus today we're headed to San Antonio for some much needed rest and relaxation. I'll be updating our exploits as they unfold.

Given the weather in Minnesota (I've already logged three rounds of golf, 60 miles on the bike, and my inaugural lawn mow this year), it feels kind of foolish to leave. However, in the guts of our horrific winter, a trip to warmer climes seemed like a good idea at the time. At a minimum, we'll get some biking, sightseeing, mesquite Texas BBQ.

And I'll get down to 11 more states to go.