Waco Feels Like Home

Like those shirts? (I got one of those, I wonder when it's gonna come in... hmmm...) But it's true, Waco feels like home.  After living so far away from, well, everything, and living in a downtown-ish area, I really appreciate Waco's home-ness.  It's just the right size to have everything you need, but not be ridiculous.  Basically, there is no traffic in Waco, but there is a Target and a variety of grocery stores and a couple of hospitals.  That's pretty much all you need.

Anyway, I'm a little behind on my blogging.  My bad.  Obviously, because it's not anyone else's job.  So sorry.

But while I was home, I had the opportunity to go down to Waco on my way through central Texas and to Houston.  I was super glad to get to go to my home-away-from-home, but I was also a little bit apprehensive.  The last time I was there was over Christmas break and was at the end of one of the best weeks ever, plus there were soooooo many memories to get through.  I was afraid I was going to hate being there and not be able to enjoy it, but I think I was so busy that it was okay.

First, I got there driving Grandma Kitty's PT Cruiser, which is totally not my favorite car.  But it was okay, because it had these awesome stickers on it!

not true. i don't have any grandchildren. just in case you were wondering.

I'm used to driving down there in my car, with my Baylor stickers and TBS stickers and everything, but this time, this is what I had.

I got there and immediately went to George's to meet Andy and Liz, which was super awesome.  The food was pretty good (rollllls) but the conversation was better.  I'm so excited for both of them and their new jobs, and it was just soooooo incredibly good to chat for a while about everything.  I <3 them.

Then, it was time for sexandnudity!! Aka section unity night.  There were going to be several alumni there, but it turns out everyone bailed but me.  Lame.  But it was so good to see some old friends and be the old fart with all the knowledge of the history and traditions.  It was good to sit on the suspension bridge again.

The only time I really got sad was when I parked in front of Cottonwood 125, my old home, and remembered all the times I had parked there.  And then, when I drove down Daughtrey, thinking of allllll the times (I figure it's at least 100) that I walked down that street on my way to and from Courtside.  Sigh.

The next morning, I decided to stop by BUGWB rehearsal to hopefully see all those friends not in the hornstars.  I pretty much got swamped by a flood of people that I was so happy to see!  And there were tents...that looked good... and stayed in place... I know, it was weird.  But man, that field just reeked of nostalgia.

or maybe it was the smell of the sweaty band kids, eh?

For breakfast, I got a pumpkin cream cheese kolache at the Czech Stop, which was incredibly delicious and so worth every little calorie.  What up, nostalgia tsunami!!

So the entire trip was really fun and I'm glad I went, and I'm glad I was able to there without having too much of a hard time.  

Waco, Baylor, band, and friends are just things that never really get out of your system, at least, not yet.  Maybe someday I will feel differently, but I doubt it, and I hope not.  Waco just feels like home.