In April Shelby and I made a trip to Dallas to look for a house. Not an easy task! The best part about the trip was eating Mexican food night after night,(and waffles in the shape of the state of Texas at the hotel!) and seeing friends and family. The worst part about the trip was coming home without a house (and also breaking my toe in the DFW airport!) Two weeks later Shelby sent me back to Dallas to try again. The best part about my trip was flying first class(Shelby upgraded me! Sweet!) and shopping at Target. Twice. And spending the night with my sister-in-law and also my friend Amy in Flower Mound. And eating ice cream at Braum's! It was quite a stressful experience, and I am sad to report that I once again returned to Singapore without finding us a house in Dallas. Who would have thought that house-hunting would be so stressful?