Back in Dallas

This morning, my daughter and I got granddaughter #1 enrolled for school in Waco. They have a year round thing going there, which she was none too happy about, let me tell ya. :) After we got her settled, it was after one, and we were both starving. One of the ladies we had spoken to recommended a place called Uncle Dan's BBQ. She was right! It was fantastic! The one thing I have been missing while living in Wisconsin was good 'ol Texas BBQ. It's located on the corner of Valley Mills and North Hewitt, behind a KFC. If you're ever in Waco, I highly recommend a stop in for a Texas Tater. That is some seriously good eatin', a baked potato the size of a football, filled with lots of butter, cheese, sour cream and about a pound of chopped meat smothered in spicy bbq sauce. I spied a little bowl of something that looked intriguing that turned out to be pecan cobbler. My daughter said I looked like I was in the middle of an org.... well, figure it out. If I hadn't been so into that cobbler, I might have smacked her. :) I'd never heard of pecan cobbler, but I'm going to go out of my way to figure out how to make it. As the crow flies, Dallas isn't all that far from Waco, perhaps a hundred miles. But since a good chunk of the drive is through construction, and it looks like the suburbs have extended into Ellis County, it takes a bit longer than it should. Once I got to Dallas, the freeway became basically a parking lot, but movement was steady, but extremely slow. As I got closer to the city, I happened to notice a billboard. "Si, se puede" posted in great big letters. Instead of marching in the streets, waving the Mexican flag, the illegal immigration bunch are paying for expensive billboards. If they can afford to do that, they can afford to go home, and make their own country better for themselves and children. I think my motel room is haunted. Shortly after I checked in, and got things organized, I started hearing knocking on the door. Thinking it was my daughter and granddaughter #2, I went to open the door. No one was there. No one was in the hall at all. I figured I must have been hearing things, so I sat down. It happened again. This time I heard whining so I knew it had to be them. Got up, opened the door, no one there. This happened about 5 times. Very weird. No, it wasn't someone going to the room beyond, there isn't one. Weird. Things have been fairly quite for the last 2 hours, but if it starts again while I'm trying to sleep, I'm going to have a serious talk to.... the air.