My First Ride On The Party Bus

March came in like a lamb. It was 60 degrees while I was sipping my coffee in my t-shirt on the back deck. 24 hours later, the temperature had dropped 30 degrees with rain, sleet, and snow. Gosh, I love the mid-west.

We've been very lucky this winter, all of us avoiding the flu, until now. Addison has been running a low grade fever since Friday night. She has had a runny nose and a cough, so I'll be making a doctors appointment for her later today.

We went home the weekend before last. It was the first time Jason had been home since Christmas. When we left Nebraska, it was cold and sunny. That night in Kansas, we got about 4 inches of snow. Mom was nice enough to watch Addison while Jason and I went out. It was a friend of ours birthday and her husband rented a party bus to drive us around town. I won't go into too much detail about that night, but it was filled with drinks, dancing, and general tom-foolery.

Here's my favorite brother-in-law, Jon and his lovely wife Wendy, right before I "accidentally" kicked a glass of an unidentified substance on them.

We were lucky enough to catch Curt and Travis on a night when they didn't have to work late. This was right before the party bus came to pick us up. When it got there, Curt's wife Bobby was on it. Why you ask was Bobby on the bus? We never did figure that out.....hmmmmm?

I took this picture of my good friend Samantha and I while I had some coordination left. It was downhill from there.

Here's my super cute, fun, kind, weight lifting, marathon running, hairdresser friend Amy and I.


Here's some guy that kept hitting on me. He was very persistent, so I decided to take him home with me. I think I'll keep him.