Where I live.

It might be flat and brown, but Northwest Kansas sure is pretty. #lookatthoseclouds #blueskies #justrainalready

Strike while the iron's hot.

Some things I just can't make up. If you follow the blog, I proudly posted that after two years of living in Goodland, we had finally won the free movie tickets. I'd like to think it happened again because we're the most popular people in Goodland. Or because we're the best patrons of the movie theater and newspaper. Or because Tim's winked at all the right people. Or perhaps it's because Tim is secretly scheming to make all my wildest dreams come true in time for my 30th birthday. Whatever the happenstance, it's awesome. And also they probably forgot to switch out Tim's name with the new winner. But out of the whole ordeal we have received TWO BOXES OF GIRL SCOUT COOKIES, which we got when we renewed our paper subscription, and why we were probably drawn for the free tickets in the first place; and now FOUR, 3D MOVIE TICKETS. When did my life get so exciting and when did Tim's head get so huge. Someone come talk him down.

For those of you wondering about The Croods: don't go. I mean, it wasn't terrible, but it wasn't good.

Fridge of pics.

There are two different kinds of people in this world: people who have pretty Christmas trees and people who have family Christmas trees (aka: homemade and/or mis-matchy ornaments). There are also people who use their refrigerators to store food and people who use them to display pictures and magnets. I fall into the latter of both categories. I come by it honestly, as my family read: my dad collected magnets from places we traveled. I figure I could have picked up much worse tendencies, (albeit maybe not as tacky) but I just can't resist a good magnet. I have even taken it a step further from childhood, and strategically place pictures of family and friends throughout under the magnets. So every year, I take an array of Christmas cards, birth announcements, school pictures, etc. and decorate. It's an acquired taste, I'm guessing, based on visitors' comments and stares; but I love it. It was a daily reminder of family and friends when Tim and I lived far from home in Iowa and New York, and it continues to brighten my days. So thank you to those who support my habit and continue to send me pictures. And if you want your 15 minutes you'll get it at our house!

Winner winner.

Although I know nothing about The Croods movie, it appears I'm fixin' to since Farmer Tim won us some tickets. Woot woot. Guess this means we'll be going tomorrow night...Thanks, Goodland Star News and The Sherman Co. Theatre!

Lucky 100.

I thought for my 100th blog post I should do something special. And I guess it is special in its own way, in that you can once again see how I've paid my way to greatness.

I wish you a great weekend; and may the state of Kansas' journey through the tourney not end tonight or tomorrow. In other words, go Shockers and Jayhawks!

Can I get a whoop whoop? (whoop whoop)!

I've been traveling a lot this past month, and have therefore been tired, so the blog has been neglected. And since I'm tired of Tim telling me he's tired of looking at olives from Subway, I am providing some new material. I'm also seeing a tired theme emerge from this blog post; oh the days of grad school and looking for emerging themes. But I digress. Because I'm tired.

This random picture is brought to you by the hotel we stayed at during our trip to DC with the Kansas Farm Bureau earlier this month. I will get around to a post (or two) on that, but for today I leave you with this whoop of a picture.

I asked for extra olives.

Would you like a sandwich with your olives?