Short hair, tall restaurant

Yesterday, I went to the house on Modella and checked to see if it was still okay.  I also watered the plants.  I spent about an hour doing that and packing up the last of the cleaning supplies and remaining stuff I was using to get the house realtor-ready.  On the way back home, I decided to stop and get the haircut I have been wanting ever since the summer began.  My hair was clearly ready for its fourth Locks of Love donation, but I needed to have long hair for the wedding.  Now that it's done, I had this much hair cut off:

It's kind of refreshing.  It had gotten so long that I would sometimes sit in a chair and find that my shoulder blades held my hair down, making it so I couldn't turn my head.  I would inadvertently restrain my own head.  That was a little out of hand.

I headed home and got ready for dinner.  After I dried my hair properly, I sent Mom a selfie:

It's Restaurant Week this week.  Cas and I went to Three Forks at a serious discount last year, so this year, we decided to continue using this annual event as a back-to-school thing.  Cas and I had reservations to eat at Wolfgang Puck's restaurant, Five-Sixty.  It turns out that Reunion Tower is 560 feet tall, and since the restaurant is in the tower, they named it for the height.

Everything was fantastic.  I had a great view, a wonderful meal and a fabulous date.  Behold, the tower selfie:

We showed up just before sunset and ate as the sun went down.  It was the perfect time to be in a rotating restaurant.

We're thinking of heading to New Braunfels today and sleeping there tonight so we can float down the river tomorrow.  It sounds like the right thing to do, since I have to actually go to work on Thursday.  Blegh.  Work.