Update on Sidney XC

We were supposed to go yesterday the 14th of February to Sidney but the air did not seem to promise too much until after we were in the pattern practicing short and soft field takeoffs and landings. The fuzzy low overcast opened up slightly and partial rays of sun poked through. After awhile Jerry got out and sent me up on my own. It had been awhile since I'd gone up alone. To my surprise, my heart was not racing as it had the first or second time I soloed. The first time was bad, the second was much better, but I still felt my heart beating like a terror/speedcore song at 960 bpm. But it felt good to get up again. Once back in the pattern, I went against my better judgement to radio a Twin engine Cessna about the winds indicating five instead of two-three which he was going to use. The story ends with my calling a go around on base for five because the Cessna still had not cleared the active though he'd landed when I was halfway through my downwind.
The second time around, I pulled the throttle on base for five and slipped the trusty ole Cessna 152 to a perfect landing. Didn't even hear the tires hit. The only way I could tell I landed was that I couldn't feel the plane sinking anymore! That's when I looked out the window and saw one person in the parking lot, facing the opposite direction! That's when I exclaimed to myself (Off the radio), "$%@#! Nobody ^%$&*#@ saw that!" Thankfully a (student of Jerry's) friend of mine talking to Jerry in the FBO said he saw it. That made me feel better. My day of flying ended with a discussion of medicals and the written. I told Jerry I was gonna leave before we ended up telling a plethora of stories so that he and Lee could get to work.