During the weekend of November 14th, Amy and I flew to Kansas City to visit her family. Her brother (John), sister-in-law (Heidi), nephew (Joe), and brand new niece (Carlie) live nearby in Olathe, and her parents moved from Iowa to Kansas earlier this year, so it was quite the family gathering!Our flight was a little early, so we had time to stop by Starbucks for a pumpkin spice latte before her parents came to pick us up.
After Amy's parents picked us up, we drove to Olathe to see John, Heidi, Joe & Carlie. After taking a tour of their beautiful new house and playing trucks with Joe, we headed out to dinner. Dinner was pretty uneventful until Heidi made the statement that she was 5'6". Everyone was up in arms over her comment, since she's clearly shorter than that. Since I'm pretty sure I'm 5'7", everyone told me and Heidi to stand up back-to-back to see if she was only an inch shorter. So there we were, at a busy restaurant, standing up back-to-back next to the table. When I felt Heidi lean her head back and it only came up to my neck, I knew there was no way she's 5'6". She finally conceded that she's shorter than she thinks she is. However, that got the whole family wondering exactly how tall we all are, and once we got back home, everyone got measured. (Turns out Heidi is 5'5".)
When it got close to game time, we headed to our seats.
We were all pretty exhausted after the game, so we headed back to Amy's parents to pick up Joe & Carlie, had dinner, and went to bed.
After Amy's parents picked us up, we drove to Olathe to see John, Heidi, Joe & Carlie. After taking a tour of their beautiful new house and playing trucks with Joe, we headed out to dinner. Dinner was pretty uneventful until Heidi made the statement that she was 5'6". Everyone was up in arms over her comment, since she's clearly shorter than that. Since I'm pretty sure I'm 5'7", everyone told me and Heidi to stand up back-to-back to see if she was only an inch shorter. So there we were, at a busy restaurant, standing up back-to-back next to the table. When I felt Heidi lean her head back and it only came up to my neck, I knew there was no way she's 5'6". She finally conceded that she's shorter than she thinks she is. However, that got the whole family wondering exactly how tall we all are, and once we got back home, everyone got measured. (Turns out Heidi is 5'5".)Amy and I spent the night at John & Heidi's. The next morning we both got some Carlie time in.
We finally found a parking space, so we loaded up our Potato Ole's, and tried to figure out where the tailgate party was. Here we are trying to figure out where we were going...
We had to walk through this Nebraska tailgate before we made it to our destination...
Heidi thought it would be funny if she flaunted the fact that her alma mater, Iowa State, beat Nebraska earlier in the season.
The tailgate had some yummy fried chicken, pasta salad, and potatoes...
Amy meant business when she put on her drinking gloves. Those Bloody Mary's didn't know what hit them.
... which ended up being that of our friend, Brad.
Carlie is the absolute best baby I've ever spent time with. Not that I've spent time with a lot of babies, but she is just SO good and easy going. I'm definitely not a baby person, but it's hard not to like Carlie.
That day we had tickets to see the Kansas/Nebraska football game. None of us are either Kansas or Nebraska fans, so we were really just going for the experience. And the tailgating.
Our morning got off to a good start when we made it to Lawrence and were looking for a parking spot. Amy spotted a Taco John's across the street and burst out like a Tourette's sufferer, "Potato Ole's!!! Potato Ole's!!! Potato Ole's!!!"
"WHAT is a Potato Ole?" I asked.
"POTATO OLE'S!!!" Amy chanted.
John raced across traffic to get to the Taco John's and went straight to the drive-through. I found out that a Potato Ole is a delectable treat much like a tator tot. Only greasier. And better.
We finally found a parking space, so we loaded up our Potato Ole's, and tried to figure out where the tailgate party was. Here we are trying to figure out where we were going...
We had to walk through this Nebraska tailgate before we made it to our destination...
Heidi thought it would be funny if she flaunted the fact that her alma mater, Iowa State, beat Nebraska earlier in the season.The tailgate had some yummy fried chicken, pasta salad, and potatoes...
Amy meant business when she put on her drinking gloves. Those Bloody Mary's didn't know what hit them.
The Ernst kids.
After we were fried chickened out, we decided to pack it up and head to the next tailgate....
... which ended up being that of our friend, Brad.Brad is the little brother of one of our friends, and we met him when he was in Denver over the summer for a wedding. He says he's moving to Denver when he graduates in May, and that would be okay with me, because (truth be told) he's pretty cute. I figured going after someone five years younger than me gave me definite cougar status, but Heidi informed me you can't be a cougar until you're at least 40. She says you're a "cougar" in your 40's, a "lioness" in your 30's, and still a "kitten" in your 20's. This is all pretty good news for me. Heidi then started asking Brad where he plans on living when he moves to Denver and after he told us he's going to live with his brother, Heidi said, "You should live with Lindsay, you know she'll give you free rent. Do you like cats?" Thanks Heidi.
After hanging out with Brad, we headed to tailgate #3. John & Heidi had some friends hanging out near the stadium, so we dropped by for a bit. On our walk there, Amy randomly ran into her college softball coach. His kids go to KU, but it was a big surprise for her to see him there!
Here's a view of the stadium from our last tailgate party.
When it got close to game time, we headed to our seats.Rock, Chalk, Jayhawk!
We left the game early so that Amy and John could watch the Iowa game... which didn't go quite as they'd hoped.
Not even seeing a hardware store with their name cheered them up.
We were all pretty exhausted after the game, so we headed back to Amy's parents to pick up Joe & Carlie, had dinner, and went to bed.The next day flew by. We all went to church, and I held Carlie all through the service -- she was SO good! After church, Amy and her mom made a fantastic breakfast of eggs, toast, sausage, and coffeecake. Before we knew it, it was time to head back to Denver....
.... which had gotten about a foot of snow while we were gone. Poor Amy scraped her car in the airport parking lot while I stood around taking pictures.
It was a fast trip, but I'm really happy I got to go, spend time with Amy's family, and see a different football stadium. (Better luck next time, Jayhawks.) Thanks Ernst Family for letting me tag along once again!
It was a fast trip, but I'm really happy I got to go, spend time with Amy's family, and see a different football stadium. (Better luck next time, Jayhawks.) Thanks Ernst Family for letting me tag along once again!
Dan and Amy being sporty as usual:
#2) Go to the Village Buffet at the Paris Hotel. It's always smartest to go on the morning you're the least hungover.
#3) Go to Margaritaville a second time, if possible. Make sure to get a bucket of Landshark with your Volcano Nachos.
If you're super lucky, Amy may show you her crazy toe trick at Margaritaville like she did the time we went with our friend, Jen.
#5) Toni Braxton is no longer at The Flamingo... but when you go to Margaritaville and you're passing by The Flamingo, make sure to say something like, "That Toni Braxton is SO hot." Amy thinks this is hilarious. (Or at least I hope she does, because I say it about 20 times each trip.)
#8) Amy doesn't dance often, but the mood may strike while you're there. Just go with it.
Quite possibly my favorite Vegas trip of all time was the very first one I took. 3 years ago, Amy and I met Jen for a fantastic weekend. The three of us had so much fun!
