Omaha Stylee

On the road again....

It was decided that this was a much safer place to ride in the car than on the dash. The view, however, left much to be desired.



This little guy was the reason for the trip. In this photo, Logan displays how his hands are already larger than mine. Showoff....
I was just hoping that were no "tummy rumbles" while we were posing. Luckily, I came away from the experience unharmed.

However, this little guy was not nearly as nice. Instead of posing for a picture with me, he treated me like food. It was a very hectic night. Omaha is a ruff town. Hardy Harr Harr.

Zach steals my thunder

I Googled myself, and Zach is my number 1 result. So disappointing.

The Greatest Night

I made it back just in time on Monday to watch the KU - Memphis title game. This was such a huge and exciting game. Edwin's friend Stacy even made a hat for me to show off my team spirit.



In case you haven't heard, KU won! Check out Kim's sweeeeeet shirt.

We headed to Mass. Street to celebrate with 40,000 of our closest friends. I had to get on Edwin's shoulder to see better.

We took a few laps up and down the street (yes right down the middle with everyone else) and high fived strangers. Yes, it sounds strange, but that's what you do when you win it all. Its in the handbook.

First Class All The Way

Deb took me to the post office yesterday and bought me a first class stamp for my trip home to Edwin. I missed him so...Before I was placed in the mailer Deb cured me of all foot and crotch rot with a sharpie. I don't want to go into much detail but I contracted the rot in TX. The scientific word for my condition is feederroadintitus. It isn't fatal or contagious, just unsightly.

In the words of the 80's hair band, Motley Crue...

I'm on my way
Well I'm on my way
Home sweet home