Then we ended the Kansas adventure with a church service and pizza. Jake and his older sister were singing at a local church service--so I was very lucky to hear their beautiful voices. Then after church Jake and Mr. Whitmore took us out to a nice lunch of Pizza Hut. To top off my Newton experience I was able to see Katie Funk-Dyck my neighbor back in the Mayfield days and one of the funnest girls around, what a treat, what a roadtrip!
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Kansas Part Tres

Then the real party started. The whole reason for being in Kansas--Luke Davis and Ellen McCulley's wedding! What a night, what a party, what a couple! Such a beautiful wedding and awesome celebration. It was great to be a part of Luke and Ellen's special day and to get to have such a large JBU reunion complete with being really dressed up and dancing the night away!
Kansas Part Dos
Look what was waiting for me in front of a super cool old pub in downtown Newton, KS...........that's right Jakey.
After leaving Wichita I left for the metropolis of Newton to stay at my friend's house and enjoy some pre-wedding fun with JBU friends that were also in town for the wedding. I have always enjoyed my time in Newton and this time was no exception. We cooked and laughed and stayed up too late every night. I was even able to have coffee with Boone's mom Annie, which was so great, and see my long lost friend Ian.
Kansas Part Uno
So I am slacking so much at this!!!!!!!! Busyness is bringing my blogging down.
Weeks ago I went to Kansas for lots of fun events. First two of my best friends Kristen and David were in Wichita visiting from Mexico where they are English teachers and I got to spend a very short but fun time with them. We laughed, loved, fought (David and me only), and ate delicious homemade Mexican food. Good times.





Saturday, August 1, 2009
Summer=Strawberry Jam
As a little girl I can remember spending summer days at my best friend Adrian's house and I can remembering her mom canning. She would can outside because it would get so hot inside. Barb knew how to do everything when it came to canning and making jam. I feel it is a lost art in my generation and I want to learn how to carry it on. Since we lost Barb last year we were determined to carry on the tradition--Adrian and her husband Trevor, my mom, and I bought pints of strawberries from the farmer's market and used Barb's old canning equipment to make our own jam. It was a lot of fun, an adventure, and something I definitely want to do again. Also our jam tasted awesome!
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