Cedar Rapids, Hawkeyes, puppy time and PBR sums up the weekend nicely.

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Ok… a little more elaboration.

Thursday and Friday I was in Des Moines for a workshop so while the meetings were long, informative and stressful, it was almost like my weekend started super early.   Especially since I was done with Round 1 of meetings by 4pm on Thursday and was in my hotel room by 4:30pm.

I didn’t know what the heck to do with myself. 

I teach a fitness class everyday of the week after work.

No class to teach.

I don’t normally turn a TV on until after 7pm.

TV on, 4:30pm.

So confusing!

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Jordan Creek Mall was less than a mile away… hmm.  Yep.   Shop, of course!

Purchase?  1 pair of shoes.

What I wanted to purchase?  3 pairs of shoes.

Good job, Jordan.  Good job.

Friday

Meetings and then I picked up the hubs from the MegaBus stop.

Yep, you read that correctly.   We had made plans to be in Cedar Rapids this weekend, long before my meetings were scheduled.  The LAST thing I wanted to do Friday afternoon was drive all the way BACK to Omaha, pick him up and then back track to Des Moines and on to Cedar Rapids the same day.  Uh, no.

Lucky for me riding the Megabus was a bucket list item of my very weird husband.   He was more excited then a kid on Christmas morning!

We grabbed a late lunch at Buzzard Billy’s downtown Des Moines (so good, check it out) and then made our trek to the Sullivan’s for the weekend!

Never-mind the Iowa City reference.   I am fully aware we were slightly North.   Spare me.

Saturday

Time for the Sully’s annual Hawkeye party!   Food, beer, friends, games, bikes, shenanigans.

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Molly’s begging level: Expert.

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Once the game was over (Oh hey 7-0 season, Hawks) the boys needed entertaining, so out came the toys.

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Neighborhood rats.

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Saturday night ended at a neighborhood watering hole where we listened to tunes, questioned a few of the regulars and snapped Kyle, who was back home in Omaha, that we needed some grand-dog time.  😉

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Sunday

Thanks to my ever nervous belly (at an all time high the last month – woah) I failed to sleep a whole lot, so at 4:30am I talked myself into waiting until a more acceptable hour for the majority of the human race (5:20am) to wake my husband up and ask him if he wanted to sleep in the Jeep.

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Asking that kind of question at that hour gifts a weird look in return.

This bed is comfy, thanks.  😉

But, my ever-so-awesome-never-complains-or-questions-my-decisions husband got up, packed his crap and out the door we semi-quietly went at 5:35am, locking the door behind us.

And then, the text to get back IN the house happened.   Who leaves their cell phone on the floor?

Not me, folks.  Not me.

Clint says sorry, guys.

Back in Omaha by 9:30am!  WINNING!!!

…which meant a little time with Kyle

And his pup Buddy Randall

Who so desperately wanted to play with Sasha and she was having none of that, naturally.

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These Boys. ❤

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I finished my Sunday with a fresh wash and wax for Black Beauty and then some much needed down time and relaxation.

Cheers!