WKRP ....in Cincinnati

I really don't remember much about this show to be honest...except that my daddy loved it.

Probably because they played Foreigner and Pink Floyd.

Just a guess.

I do however hear the theme song in my head every single time I say the word Cincinnati.

You can thank me later for the fact that you're now singing it too.



Speaking of Cincy, I was there a couple of weeks ago with this handsome guy...

He's taller than me now.

Boo.



I was also in charge of 27 other teenagers.

I just know there will be an extra jewel in my crown for this.

We visited the National Underground Railroad Freedom Museum together...



Toured the zoo together...



Had indigestion together...



Ahem...I mean... consumed Skyline Coneys together...



And rode this at King's Island together.

Not in that order...thankfully.

And I lie...I didn't ride this ride.

They did.

Their frontal lobe has not yet fully developed.



We made it back to Tennessee with all 28 kids in tow.

All 28 were injury free and said they had the "best time ever".

Score.

As for my fellow adult chaperones...they all came home and booked a week on a beach somewhere.



"My every mortal breath, is Grace and nothing less"