Kansas City... Probably the Midwest's Best Kept Secret

So I have been very busy between work and getting ready for school. By the time I get home from work I'm just so tired I go to bed.

Luckily though, things are starting to slow down so now I have time to update. First of all, this city is amazing. The houses alone are enough to make me crash into the car in front of me from trying to stare. There are tons of free things to do, beautiful rivers flowing through the city and a million statues. I really do love it. I keep saying it's like San Fransisco because I see so many similarities.

My job is really great, everyone there is really nice and this guy kinda yelled at me for measuring out the ice cream and the boss told him to be nice to her employees or beat it... and he shut up and bought the ice cream.

Some of the people at work have invited me out several times and today I finally went out to try some Mongolian BBQ. Despite budget setbacks I have tasted a lot of different BBQ. After we had lunch they took me on a tour and showed me all the places that a broke college student should eat.

Matt the other transfer student is amazing! At first we stuck together like scared kittens asking what classes we have over and over but we went out to dinner the other night and I am really, really lucky to have lucked into transferring with someone I most likely would have been friends with if time had allowed.

I absolutely love the school. I mean it is amazing. I get as many stones as I want to draw on and the teacher said I could have free reign. The first night of school a fellow printmaker gave me demonstration on how to use a press I had never used because he overheard me telling someone that I wanted to learn how to use it but the class was not available to juniors. The library is amazing with hundreds of books on any topic you could imagine and all about ART.

The best part of my day is a tie between switching out of a class I wasn't sure I wanted to take and getting into a class I KNOW I wanted to take or meeting the most adorable little professor on earth. He is forty and hilarious and really just wants students to discuss art. This summer he decided he wanted to live in France for a while so he flew over, rented a car and drove until he found a small little village that had a house for sale. He also has a handlebar mustache and talks with the funniest emphasis on words. I am going to post pictures of the classroom because it is in an old house on campus that is "haunted" and is just downright adorable.

The people are nice, the weather is beautiful, the school is amazing, I like my job and even though I miss my family, Casie's constantly talking (oh how I miss it) and talking to my mom in the morning, my dad joking around when my mom isn't smiling, my aunt and uncle standing in the street getting ready to go somewhere and my crazy grandpa calling as soon as I walked in the door. I miss sipping on wine with Jan, Silla listening to anything, I miss drinking coffee with P, David's laugh (by the way David, you laugh funny)Justin sighing about something, Katy smiling because someone said something stupid, Matt making weird noises, so many different things. You guys are with me all the time.

And I miss Michael more than words could ever say.

Rainstorm tomorrow! Wish you here.