White House, Pink Eye, Red Dress, Black Man


It’s been 22 days since my last post and a lot has gone down since I’ve last written you all. Well, it’s gone up, really!

First of all, after a quick Google a few minutes ago, I stumbled upon this article that was written a few months ago by Janice Gilmore for the Omaha World-Herald, “Her ailment proved to be a stroke of good fortune.” I didn’t know that it was posted online. I called the OWH months ago to see if they would post it, and they did. Woohoo!

Last week I was one of the 8,000 Nebraskans who flooded the Baxter Arena to hear from the most famous, current resident of the White House. Standing beside my oldest sister and my oldest nephew, we listened as President Obama spoke in our home state. Having my family by my side made me treasure that experience even more.


Days later, I was bummed about the gunk that I gazed at in the mirror. Did I touch too many rails?