Roll Tide!
Today's thankful post is easy peasy. On this fine fall day, I'm thankful for fun grandparents who are willing to drive five hours round trip in one day so my hubs and I could go here...
I'm also thankful for friends in high places (or medium level places) who hooked us up with free tickets to a little-too-exciting-for-a-game-that-wasn't-supposed-to-be-exciting Alabama football game. It was fun to have a kid-free day and to revisit the place where the magic began. Good ole T-town. Lots of memories there for me and Chris, both good and bad. Let's see, I didn't care for the whole homesickness, lonliness, totally not fitting in part, but I'm a pretty big fan of the meeting two great friends (how pathetic does that sound?) and one great husband part.
All in all, it was a day that made me very thankful...that I'm not in college anymore, that I survived college, for my wonderful husband who I met in college, for a date with said husband, for another Bama victory, and for the fact that my life is not consumed by college football. 'Cause, man, some people's lives are consumed by college football. I'm also thankful for my cute scarf that I finally got a chance to wear and thankful that the two people who sat behind us at this game are not a regular part of my life. Oh my word. They tested our Christianity today, people. By the middle of the second quarter, I found myself longing for the relative silence that I would have in my own house with my four children talking my ears off. Seriously, my ears and my head hurt by halftime. I spent the whole fourth quarter praying for the strength to remain facing forward in my seat and not turning around and screaming, "For the love, will you please just SHUT UP?"
I know. This is not a sweet thing to think or say. I am evil to the core. But, seriously, I just endured what would be considered by many members of the CIA to be cruel and unnecessary torture. And so, I am thankful that I made it through the entire game without uttering a word to them...or hitting them with a blunt object and ending up in jail. I'm rather proud of myself.
And here we are pretending to be a footloose, carefree couple of lovebirds. (One of the two people I mentioned above may or many not be in this photo. I couldn't say.)
But I can say, Roll Tide! And even though my life is not consumed with college football, it would be pretty exciting to play for (and win) another national championship. We shall see.
I'm also thankful for friends in high places (or medium level places) who hooked us up with free tickets to a little-too-exciting-for-a-game-that-wasn't-supposed-to-be-exciting Alabama football game. It was fun to have a kid-free day and to revisit the place where the magic began. Good ole T-town. Lots of memories there for me and Chris, both good and bad. Let's see, I didn't care for the whole homesickness, lonliness, totally not fitting in part, but I'm a pretty big fan of the meeting two great friends (how pathetic does that sound?) and one great husband part.
All in all, it was a day that made me very thankful...that I'm not in college anymore, that I survived college, for my wonderful husband who I met in college, for a date with said husband, for another Bama victory, and for the fact that my life is not consumed by college football. 'Cause, man, some people's lives are consumed by college football. I'm also thankful for my cute scarf that I finally got a chance to wear and thankful that the two people who sat behind us at this game are not a regular part of my life. Oh my word. They tested our Christianity today, people. By the middle of the second quarter, I found myself longing for the relative silence that I would have in my own house with my four children talking my ears off. Seriously, my ears and my head hurt by halftime. I spent the whole fourth quarter praying for the strength to remain facing forward in my seat and not turning around and screaming, "For the love, will you please just SHUT UP?"
I know. This is not a sweet thing to think or say. I am evil to the core. But, seriously, I just endured what would be considered by many members of the CIA to be cruel and unnecessary torture. And so, I am thankful that I made it through the entire game without uttering a word to them...or hitting them with a blunt object and ending up in jail. I'm rather proud of myself.
And here we are pretending to be a footloose, carefree couple of lovebirds. (One of the two people I mentioned above may or many not be in this photo. I couldn't say.)
But I can say, Roll Tide! And even though my life is not consumed with college football, it would be pretty exciting to play for (and win) another national championship. We shall see.
Amy! I know that man! He's my Granddaddy!
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I am proud that you didn't have to go to jail over a football game. I mean, if you are going to have to go to jail it should be over something important...like Nutella or something.
Ya'll look like two little college students there. :)
Great pic and oh my, so funny "evil to the core". You are SO FAR from that! Glad you had a good day with your man.
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