Seminary, St. Louis and... Stowaways?

A weekend of fun, relaxation and jaw-dropping surprises was had by three of four friends this previous weekend. If I may boast for a moment, I was the only one whose jaw had not hit the floor in astonishment. However, the jaw to floor experience started with this incident...

This is Todd, just after his jaw hit the floor from seeing me in his kitchen instead of Kelly. Let us recap how this all happened. Jess, Kelly and myself all plotted and planned (and did not tell Todd, which is not lying by the way). Kelly picked Jess and I up from the Amtrak station, and thus proceeded to travel to their apartment. After waiting a long while for Todd to not only get out of his class, but also to travel home, he finally arrived and this is the aftermath of the whole ordeal. (Oh, and Jess and I became engaged while waiting for Todd)



Friday, I attended a couple of seminary classes, which included a two hour Greek session. Followed by this was a scrumptious dinner with fire roasted tomato soup. We kicked off Saturday with breakfast and a trip to the St. Louis Arch. Look here it is...

Actually this is two lovely ladies posing as the arch (what a bunch of nut-cases).

This is the real arch.

A quick side note, apparently the arch's base is called the leg(s). This then raises a question; if we were to have gone to the viewing platform, would we be in the crotch?

On to the "real" part of the post. Not only did Jess and I receive as a gift a balloon that has been circulating between the four of us, but when unpacking Sunday night I found another surprise. Now this surprise was not of the same category as showing up a few hundred miles from where someone thought you would be, or even to the caliber of an engagement. No, this surprise was one of perplexity and fear. The fear arrives with a question of why would someone even have this thing? The perplexity came a little later and a picture might possibly explain this...

This is Clyde.

This is Clyde... pooping?!

Yes, it seems that I had a stowaway. However, this was not just any stowaway. This is Clyde the pooping moose, he poops jelly beans. Mmmm, sounds delicious. Obviously my jaw did not hit the floor, nor was I overwhelmingly surprised that something like this would happen after being around Todd and Kelly. Anyway, thanks for the pooping moose Todd and Kelly.