By Jessica Coleman
Staff Writer
This past weekend, I went to Galveston with my husband. The kiddo is in north Texas with my sister and her children until Saturday, and Brian and I found ourselves for once sharing a day off. I woke up Sunday morning far later than I had planned to, and was greeted with “Do you have work today?”
I answered that, yes, I had some work to do, but I didn’t have a time frame for it for the day, so long as the story was ready by press time Monday, all was good.
So, Brian suggested we go to Galveston (by “suggested,” I mean he said “cool, get dressed.”). We threw on some clothes and hopped in the car.