Sunday I had to send Shayna home. It was hard to do, but each day brings her ever so much closer. I would love to sit here and write page after glorious page of how great her visit was, but I’m pretty sure 3 of the 5 people who read this would rather me not. Let me end by saying, I was fearless on the Wonder Wheel, even though Shayna was scared out of her mind when it went on the loopy part and had to hang onto the seat for comfort. And that Bacon Cheese dog wasn’t my first Nathan’s Hot Dog (this coming from the guy who covered the eating contest for gosh sake). Enjoy, lord knows I had a blast, with the exception of those days I got sick and couldn’t really do anything. *Those last two things might be not quite accurate. Many more can be found on my Flickr.