The new Fat Tuesday tradition
I’m spending my second consecutive Mardi Gras day in Kansas City, specifically at Buffalo Wild Wings Zona Rosa.
The weather today is more like New Orleans. Temperatures in the mid-70s Fahrenheit (mid-20s Celsius) and high humidity. Of course, it’s 10 degrees warmer in New Orleans, which must feel like a sauna. I’m wearing shorts on February 28 in Kansas City. Ridiculous.
I’m fearing two things: (a) a brutally hot summer and (b) a terrible tornado season. I despise both.
I got to Kansas City just before midnight last night. I decided to go straight from Beloit rather than go back to Russell and come over today.
Good thing I came last night.
If I had waited until today, I might still be on the road now. Something I needed to get my work done wasn’t available until 10:30, and I wasn’t done with everything until noon.
I actually got some things done early this morning, and I didn’t go to bed until 2:40. I didn’t sleep as long as I should have, but I’m doing okay. I’ll make it up tomorrow night and Thursday night, when I don’t have anything going on.
Norton’s girls lost to Beloit 40-37 last night, ending the season for the Lady Bluejays. Norton trailed by as many as nine, but rallied and took the lead for the first time with 2:22 to go, but did not score again.
Caitlyn had a very good look at a 3-pointer from the right wing in the closing seconds, but it was off the mark. She’s done with basketball, but she still has track and field for Norton before going on to Johnson County Community College in Overland Park to play volleyball.
I didn’t stay to see her, but I did tell Peggy goodbye, which I didn’t do after the volleyball season ended in Lakin. I regret that one for many more reasons than cutting and running without saying anything. Had I stuck around, then the other things would not have happened.
How long I stay at Buffalo Wild Wings tonight is up for debate. I’m thinking about leaving after Robb and Dawn do to go to Minksy’s Pizza, but I’m also thinking about leaving early and just going back to the hotel to relax. I can’t eat meat either tomorrow or Friday with Lent starting in a few hours.
Had Norton won last night, I would be leaving Kansas City Thursday, since the Bluejays would have played at Russell. Now, I’ve got time to kill.