Where does one buy a burro anyway?

So I've been a little scarce around here this week, and I plan to be even more scarce because my sister Wendy and her three kids arrived today for a visit. You may not realize it, but July is not exactly tourist season in Dallas because of a little thing we call sweltering, miserable, oppressive heat. But she loves me and wanted to see me before school starts, so she has come down from her cool mountain home in North Carolina to fry along with us.

And in return, I will take her on a tour of all the tourist attractions in our area that either involve air conditioning or water. It should be fun.

In other news, the other day I left my bearded husband at home and went to the store, and upon my return I encountered this:
Thankfully, he was just wearing it to be funny, and shaved it off later that afternoon, revealing his normal, handsome face. Which was a good thing because the 'stache was a little unnerving. Plus we really don't have it in our budget to get a burro and sombrero right now. Or a set of dueling pistols.