OLE!

Beau went to Mexico last week (I got a semisober call at least once each day--that's devotion). And he brought back a sombrero that PERFECTLY fits the stuffed Jayhawk on my desk!

He also brought me a bottle of tequila with (shudder) two worms floating in it. I wonder, why two worms? It's a small bottle. Perhaps they're star-crossed and took the plunge together. Not even DEATH could tear them apart! Oh well. I'm not drinkin' it, so I can continue to stare at them and wonder about their fate.