Onto the title of this posting. A and I went to Omaha on Halloween night. I had my apprehensions about driving so far, but I thought it might be fun to get out of Dubuque for a night or two. It ended up being not so enjoyable. After two martini’s, I became sick, projectile green vomit Exorcist sick.
On Saturday morning, we made an impromptu trip to Des Moines, got a nice hotel room, and I proceeded to recuperate. Essentially, A gave up the rest of his weekend with his friends, so I could rest and feel better.
I am impressed.