The Freakin' Weekends (Part I)

"There aren't enough days in the weekend."  ~Rob Scmidt

I have somehow managed to get behind on posting pictures and stories from all the fun weekend adventures that have been happening around here.  So here, in random order, are some of those things.

First off, American Airlines can stick it.  Long story short, after multiple delays, a flight with no air conditioner in the middle of the Texas summer, and generally hating them after they almost crashed my plane and all, this girl is back to all Southwest, all the time.

Second up, we have a weekend spend in Amarillo for my sweet friend's wedding.

We kicked things off with a show steer clinic.  Because, you know, I'm country like that.  And because I got a free t-shirt.  And I suppose because I liked the company. :)

Then on the way to the wedding, this happened. 

Which turned into me and Little Brother changing a tire.  Well, I was in a little black dress and three inch heels.  I basically just took pictures and kinda helped to get the spare down by turning the little metal rod.  The motor cycle gang that drove by during this time seemed to enjoy my attire, however.  Luckily, I called in The Boy from Texas for reinforcements and we got it changed.  Suffice it to say that NASCAR is not calling us to be on a pit crew any time soon.

Then there was the wedding, which was basically like a huge reunion of old friends and people from back home.  Just makes my heart happy to get to spend some time with all of them.  The Boy from Texas survived being quizzed by all of the women who deem themselves my "second mother."  From what I could tell, he passed with flying colors.

Dr. Kyra explaining Ski Trip Jerry's Vietnam experience

Next, let's chat about a fun little visit from Mr. FFA!  This guy is just one of my favorite people in the world, so I was super excited to have the chance to hang out with him for a few hours while he was here.  We ended up turning things into a bit of a New Mexican reunion when Mr. FFA, BFF, New Roomie, and I all headed to my favorite taco place in town for dinner and drinks.  5 hours later (circa 1 in the morning) we had pretty much solved all of the world's problems and headed home.  It was one of those nights that I think I will probably always remember.  Nothing fancy.  No big plan.  But a lot of great conversation, laughing, and fun.  We talked about everything from politics to religion to BFF's past relationships, to jobs, to old FFA memories.  You name it and we probably covered it.

Also, I don't mean for this to come off as braggy, but it is amazing to me that four ranch kids from New Mexico can now collectively sit at a table and between us hold a law degree, a Ph.D in animal science, a masters in education policy from Harvard, and half a masters in civil engineering.  You want proof that kids from small towns can go on and succeed in school?  Here's a photo.


Remember the handsome guy on the left.  He'll be running for President one day.
He already kinda looks like a campaign poster, no?



Stay tuned for more freakin' weekend recaps tomorrow.