Small town nights
Sep 24th, 2012 by Stacey
I convinced Texas to take me to homecoming. Yeah. Um. I don’t know either. It was the first time he had been back since he graduated. In 1997. God, that makes me feel old.
It was ok. They had a raffle:
For guns!?!?
At a high school football game. Yeah. Sooooo. We bought a ticket. I’m kind of hopiing we win the trailer so we can haul more livestock and stuff. Somebody wants a Winchester, but then they’d be forced to cross state lines to get it.
Taking school spirit a little too far? Yes, that is the toilet paper holder in the bathrooms. The soap dispensers and the paper towel holders were coordinating.
I was not impressed. We did it better back East. I was told I needed to go to a bigger small-town game.
In other news, I got nothing but a sore neck, a couple more owls and a hankering for chewy Spree.
Happy Monday y’all!
As long as you didn’t get MONO at homecoming, it was a win.
1997? You don’t want to know how old that makes ME feel.
Yikes, I was out of college by then…
I hope you win the trailer. I’m impressed that the restrooms were stocked with tp, soap, and paper towels.
Yay, Owls! xo