Moores invited us to join them we were very excited. When Kim called to ask me if we like fruit on our salad, I knew this wasn't going to be the typical bucket o' chicken kind of tailgate. I offered to bring something and she said, "I think I've got all covered."
She was not kidding. Right down to the mini stick of butter to go on our baked potatoes. Yes. BAKED potatoes. Not spicy fries from Bojangles.
I'm all about a good football game, and this one did not disappoint; but the main attraction at any event with massive amounts of humanity is watching the people.
Not only did we enjoy the fashion lesson from the coeds (cowboy boots go with any outfit) but the two 60+ year old couples sitting in front of us kept us entertained. You see, earlier in the evening, I was mystified by this sign in the women's bathroom:
By the end of the night we were laughing out loud at the unabashed thievery taking place in front of us involving too much lemonade and a bag of peanuts belonging to someone on the next row. "Itsth, all goooodddd." He told us. Yep. Just what I want to be when I grow up.