i'm traveling through the midwest this week. i was lucky enough to see my friend ellen while traveling.





the morning today didn't start off so great. my alarm somehow changed from am to pm, so i was about 45 minutes late getting out the door. on the way to the airport, i discover my credit card is missing. i search all my bags and my wallet multiple time, and thus, report is lost. soon after, i located the missing card in a super secret compartment of the wallet...so super secret that it was even secret from me. i knew may day could only get better, and would never be worse than april 15, 1995.
i had a couple hours to kill while in oklahoma city before my meeting. my husband had told me about a really cool place that i needed to see. i headed downtown, to what used to be the murrah federal building. i'll let the pics tell the rest of the story.