How my life has changed...or OMG THOSE JAYHAWKS!

Fourteen years ago.. I move to Lawrence KS with my bf.. we settle in and become part of the East Siders. I enjoy several jobs in several years and continue the bellydance biz I took over from my mum in JC, KS.
Four years ago... single and living on my own, I've met and befriended my next door neighbor from the past couple of years, started hanging out at the Red Lyon, and been introduced to the phenom that is Jawhawk basketball. Yes, my ex and I were trolls, we didn't keep up with the local sports, the University nor the experience that is Kansas Jayhawks. The only exceptions were in our jobs, or when I'd temp for the Commencement. I still do not own a single item with a Jayhawk, KU, or Kansas on it.
Last night? I chose the one of two blue Jayhawk sweatshirts that I'd worn for the Final Four, still not washed and wore it to a game Watch Party with my group of wonderful Red Lyon friends. I held my breath, I screamed, I swore, I enjoyed every minute of the Championship. I then trouped downtown, with the other 40,000 crazed fans and yelled some more, high-fived at least a 5 thousand other crazed fans (where *did* you have those hands earlier? Clenched around a plastic cup of beer like me? Oh, no worries, mate.) I joined a crush of people outside the Red Lyon and held my spot for 20 min just to snag a spot inside for more celebratory boozing. At current count, I do own at least four KU/Jayhawk shirts. AND.. I attend football tailgates. Yah, me.

Life is good, and I'm not forgetting it.