Things not covered in Lloyd’s day of fun, and not necessarily because we lacked photos and/or movies of the events:
the wedding in the park
the wedding reception at Crown Plaza (same couple?)
the huge bat outside the movie theatre (I’m batman).
the lady at the Runza who wouldn’t let me pay for my $11.02 meal with 8 Runza Bucks and a ten dollar bill because, “I can’t give you cash for Runza Bucks“, but who could certainly give me change for my ten-spot and then accept 8 Runza Bucks and 4 ones.
the crazy women in the old market who wouldn’t leave the poor guy on the other end of the phone alone until he “!@#$%^& told her that he loved her, *(+^ %-.”
the reunion for the class of 1987 going on at our hotel; boy those guys looked old
brad warning us to stay until after the credits for Pirates of the Caribbean: There’s No Way You’ll Be Able To Follow This Plot, but not telling bladder girl that the movie was three hours long
the three pimped out rice rockets that we raced around a deserted business park with while sort of looking for a place to buy hot wings after the movie
the rather dapper waiter who had to go back and check with his manager to see if they were still open so as to serve us hot wings (they were open, but didn’t actually have said wings)
the huge granite sphere at the outside mall that was floating on a stream of water; there is said to be an even bigger granite sphere at the zoo which we hope to see floating next week
the fabulous gift that we got for Deborah
the vane search for a new spatchula and colander which resulted in the realization that we need another slotted spoon
Kate’s husband’s daughter’s graduation party
some strange and perhaps occultic gathering of Lauren’s staff taking place even as I write this.
It turns out that the key was ‘no expectations’. Whenever we set out to have fun, it turns out terribly. We were just ‘going to Omaha and spending the night’. Everything else just happened! Looking back, we’ve decided that this was our vacation.
You’re right. It’s a lot of good material to use up all at once, but (a) I would have just forgotten to write about most of it anyway and (b) I didn’t know how else to show how much happened in 2 days.
Does that mean we can attend via webcam? I hope so. I want to prop up a picture of me from high school in front of it, so everyone will say, “Wow! Karla hasn’t changed a bit!” 🙂
The first topic in the low-salt cookbook was how to get used to the fact that food just isn’t going to taste as good. We’re not being so picky about the salt anymore.
Things not covered in Lloyd’s day of fun, and not necessarily because we lacked photos and/or movies of the events:
I guess that about covers it.
Not sure where you went or what you did (except the movie) but it looks like some fun spots to me.
If you hold your mouse (well, actually the mouse cursor) over the pictures you get a little description. Maybe that will help.
Man, for two people who so relish lying around on the couch and napping, you did enough in two days to warrant a week’s worth of napping! Whew!
PS I’m mostly envious and hate you just a little for all the fun you had.
This was also a week’s worth of posts. Yikes! But it looks like a cool weekend, dang it. I’m envious too.
It turns out that the key was ‘no expectations’. Whenever we set out to have fun, it turns out terribly. We were just ‘going to Omaha and spending the night’. Everything else just happened! Looking back, we’ve decided that this was our vacation.
You’re right. It’s a lot of good material to use up all at once, but (a) I would have just forgotten to write about most of it anyway and (b) I didn’t know how else to show how much happened in 2 days.
A comment on comment #6… An old-looking class of 1987, you say? And what year did you graduate, you young pup?
We’re going to make Brad plan our 20th reunion this summer. He won’t get to leave until it’s done and has a website.
Does that mean we can attend via webcam? I hope so. I want to prop up a picture of me from high school in front of it, so everyone will say, “Wow! Karla hasn’t changed a bit!” 🙂
Lloyd … did you hear the voice?
If you build it, he will come. Ease his pain. Go the distance.
I spy a low-salt cookbook. Shouldn’t that be in the kitchen?
The first topic in the low-salt cookbook was how to get used to the fact that food just isn’t going to taste as good. We’re not being so picky about the salt anymore.
HEY!!! I’m class of ’87. Who you callin’ OLD????
Umm…. you? Sorry!!
Oh! A college class of 1987 makes more sense!