Our time in Omaha was a blur and I didn't have a chance to write blog entries, so I'll summarize now:

We got in to our beautiful casino parking lot RV park Wednesday evening and we were beat.  The sleep we got on the road from Tennessee wasn't restful because we pulled over to sleep at the only Walmart in TN that doesn't allow overnight parking.  It was late, so we figured we'd be OK for at least a couple of hours, but we were both edgy and nervous about someone from the Walmart coming out to tell us to leave and then the wolf pack would go bananas barking and growling and then the Walmart worker would probably pee his pants and then call the cops and Rosie is not a great get away vehicle.  She's pretty conspicuous, what with the big murals of active people who probably have herpes plastered all over.

Beautiful RV park.  Similar to accommodations in Asheville

Anywho, I was not willing to venture into a public place because I was too disgusting and tired and even though you can be super disgusting and tired at a casino buffet, I wasn't interested in that either.  I made us some macaroni and cheese and we went to bed.  In the morning we walked over to the casino to claim our discounted breakfast buffet only to find that they discontinued the breakfast buffet. This was very disappointing, but they did have a cafe that was open for breakfast so we went there.  9:00 in the morning is bad news in a casino.  There were some people with their wheelie oxygen tanks who probably got up at 4, so 9 is like lunchtime and then there were some poker players who had obviously been there overnight.  I'm sure they have the best decision making abilities after sitting in the same chair since 9 the previous evening.

That day we went to the delightful Bass Pro Shop which was adjacent to our "RV Park" and spent way more time and money there than we anticipated including playing this super fun shooting game where the stuffed animals that you shoot, do something funny or dramatic to indicate that you've hit them.  It was super duper fun and we only stopped playing because I ran out of dollars.  I kept trying to go back to play more, but Chris was really insistent about going to his graduation events.

Friday morning, I made my mom and stepdad drive me to the mall so I could buy a gajillion dollars worth of Creighton apparel and a sweater to go over my dress.  At the mall I med Honest Abe and he and I have some history together so we were happy to be together again.

Friday evening was the hooding ceremony for the College of Pharmacy and Health Sciences which apparently means Doctor of Occupational Therapy and Doctor of Physical Therapy.  Here are some pics of Dr. Manley receiving his regalia:

Tiny Chris getting hooded.

Relief.
Photo courtesy of Mike Manley

One size fits all mortar board dents.
Photo courtesy of Mike Manley

Proud Parents.

Scholarly.
Photo courtesy of Mike Manley

$238,000 Keychain
Photo courtesy of Mike Manley

After the hooding ceremony, we all went to this fantastic Indian restaurant.  I had some amazing black lentils and a fancy pants drink called the ginger fizz that was super delicious.

Yummy.
Photo courtesy of Mike Manley