the PLAZA.

Before the arctic freeze took over Kansas City, we went to the Plaza to see the Christmas lights. It was fun to be apart of the hustle and bustle and be able to get outside and walk.

Story of the night: As we were crossing the street, a car kept coming at us as if it were going to run us over. Casey, wanting to defend his wife's honor, punches the car hoping that there would be words. But (thankfully) the car didn't stop and there was no confrontation.




Whenever Casey sees letters, he likes to spell out his name. He found these letters in Anthropologie.