Don't worry; I bought Boyd new shoes on Monday!
Updates from the Jones family, plus, whatever the heck else is on Seth's mind.
Yeah, that just happened. It was impressive. Boyd was super-enthused! Total ham up there.
Congrats Boyd — good job. You're now more Catholic than your dad. But not as Catholic as your mom. (But still not as tall as your dad... but maybe as tall as your mom.)
The weather was awful, like -1 and there was blowing snow. We decided to head to Dairy Queen to see Evey -- Bub's suggestion.
I'll admit I wanted Mexican food (because I always want Mexican food) then it occurred to me that Bub meant the DQ in Eudora, so we could see Evey. And that, suddenly, was a no-brainer. I was clearly thinking with my stomach and not my head.
Evey cheered us all up (OK, I might have been the only one who was a little moody) and we all got some amazing 4-piece chicken strip dinners with plenty of gravy and the most well-buttered Texas toast anyone has ever served. Bravo, DQ cook.
From there we headed home and chilled out, waiting for the Chiefs game to kick off. It was a surprisingly quiet weekend, as I was expecting company in from Chicago, but their flights got canceled twice.
The Chiefs game was good! Chili dogs were served.
Kansas City set a record low on Monday morning, MLKJ Day... -16 out at the airport.