Posts Tagged ‘Iron Bowl’

Thanksgiving Followup

Wednesday, December 2nd, 2009

So, Todd didn’t cry after the game. I know I promised Iron Bowl, Part II, but I am all out of witty comments. Here is the abridged version:

We left the game, and “borrowed” a couple of cokes. We hitched a ride back to our car with Ned’s mom, Gwen. We parked at Todd’s old Jr. High and I got a good laugh out of him on his old stomping grounds. We went to Iain and Noelle’s to watch the second half. We went home and pigged out on Thanksgiving dinner and went to bed REALLY early. We got up the next day and went to the park with Todd’s dad, Todd’s brother, Wade, and our niece, Luci. We played. We left and went bowling. Todd won. The Auburn bowling alley is pretty darn good people-watching, too.

We went back over to Iain and Noelle’s to watch the Georgia/Georgia Tech game, and I came close to killing Matt, because he kept on switching over to LSU/Arkansas. There were eight people there, and ten dogs. yes, I said TEN. Quint came too. He was nervous, what with all the butts to sniff and nudge, and the fact that Iain was cooking ribs, and a couple of the dogs got into the grease under the grill, so they smelled like ribs, and a little bitch named Lela didn’t like him one bit, and kept growling at him. There was Lela and her brother, who was well-behaved and so i can’t remember his name, and T’s puppy, Coden, and the four of them finally settled down on the couch with Lela’s Daddy Matt and me. A brown dog love fest. There was also Casey, Sammers, and Ginger, along with Bodhi (spelling?) and Omar. Wait. Maybe that’s nine. Or I’m forgetting a dog. Oh, Butters from next door! Ten!

They all slept around and begged ribs, and at one point, I thought they were gonna eat T and Matt for sure.

All in all, v. fun. Then we got home and slept late, and there were no kids there when i got up, because they went to Sunday School with my in-laws. Then we ate Cracker Barrel after church (which we didn’t go to, but we met the kids and in-laws after) and then we sat in Thanksgiving traffic on the way back to Atlanta.

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Iron Bowl, 2009

Tuesday, December 1st, 2009

And other assorted Auburn Thanksgiving happenings.

Todd’s dad gave us his tickets to the Auburn/Alabama game, and they watched the children for us to boot. I had tailgated before, but had not actually been in the stadium for a game. The hate was palpable. Beforehand was stellar people-watching, as usual.

These Auburn fans named their children following the Alabama Scotch tradition. I know Todd was hoping they were Bama fans, but nope! AU.

These Auburn fans named their children following the Alabama Scotch tradition. I know Todd was hoping they were Bama fans, but nope! AU.


Possibly my favorite moment of the day was cutting through a tunnel of a building on campus and getting caught behind the AU marching band warming up.

Possibly my favorite moment of the day was cutting through a tunnel of a building on campus and getting caught behind the AU marching band warming up.


We waited behind them as they warmed up, then slowly followed them out of the tunnel as they played.

We waited behind them as they warmed up, then slowly followed them out of the tunnel as they played.


It is not very often that you have a marching band to lead you in. The sun glinting off Tubas and drums was kinda magical.

It is not very often that you have a marching band to lead you in. The sun glinting off Tubas and drums was kinda magical.


We met up with the Reids for tailgating in a prime spot by the theater. Old friends were there . . .
Scarlett and her cousin, Thomas. . .

Scarlett and her cousin, Thomas. . .


Ned and Nessie . . .

Ned and Nessie


Brandon and Carlie . . .

Brandon and Carlie . . .


And Ned's brother Chris set me up with a Bloody Mary. And the Anne was happy.

And Ned's brother Chris set me up with a Bloody Mary. And the Anne was happy.

My partners-in-crime for the Tiger Walk - Brandon, Carlie, and Vanessa. None of them had ever seen it either!

My partners-in-crime for the Tiger Walk - Brandon, Carlie, and Vanessa. None of them had ever seen it either!


Then we realized we were right next to the Tiger Walk, so I went to check it out for people-watching research. It was well worth it.

Then we realized we were right next to the Tiger Walk, so I went to check it out for people-watching research. It was well worth it.

Oh, the people-watching. I adore stupid football shirts like this one.

Oh, the people-watching. I adore stupid football shirts like this one.

Did i mention it was a perfect sunny day? Not hot OR cold?

Did i mention it was a perfect sunny day? Not hot OR cold?

Yep, more dumb shirtage. It was like shootin' fish in a barrel.

Yep, more dumb shirtage. It was like shootin' fish in a barrel.

Well, good day to YOU, sir!

Well, good day to YOU, sir!

I don't know what you call these things, but I want a Georgia one, for when I am trying to get the troops at home to clean house.

I don't know what you call these things, but I want a Georgia one, for when I am trying to get the troops at home to clean house.

I wonder what possesses a man to get up in the morning and put this on his head.

I wonder what possesses a man to get up in the morning and put this on his head.

Or a perfectly good, self-respecting souther woman to wear pants like these?

Or a perfectly good, self-respecting souther woman to wear pants like these?

I mean, come on, ladies. You look like couches.

I mean, come on, ladies. You look like couches.

I can't say anything snarky about this little girl, because she was just as cute as can be.

I can't say anything snarky about this little girl, because she was just as cute as can be.

My old friend Brett came in town for the iron bowl and brought his girlfriend. They live in Seattle. It was fun to see her in his native habitat.

My old friend Brett came in town for the iron bowl and brought his girlfriend. They live in Seattle. It was fun to see her in his native habitat.

Lucy gets her picture made with this interesting Tiger setup. It was her first SEC game, and boy did she pick the right one.

Lucy gets her picture made with this interesting Tiger setup. It was her first SEC game, and boy did she pick the right one.


Interesting setup here. Todd wouldn't let me go sit down with these kids.

Interesting setup here. Todd wouldn't let me go sit down with these kids.


This just cracked me up.

This just cracked me up.

This is Todd's good friend Chuck's sister. Chuck is the friend that couldn't make it to their 20th reunion, so I pretended to be him after his sex change and caused much confusion on the part of former classmates. I highly recommend adopting a fake persona when attending a spouse's reunion. Lying makes it more fun. Corey and I talked about my crush on her sister-in-law.

This is Todd's good friend Chuck's sister. Chuck is the friend that couldn't make it to their 20th reunion, so I pretended to be him after his sex change and caused much confusion on the part of former classmates. I highly recommend adopting a fake persona when attending a spouse's reunion. Lying makes it more fun. Corey and I talked about my crush on her sister-in-law.

We saw Todd's friend Jared and his son, Jack.

We saw Todd's friend Jared and his son, Jack.

Todd and Inflatable Aubie

Todd and Inflatable Aubie

Even the program guys get into the spirit.

Even the program guys get into the spirit.

This woman claimed to be wearing Auburn panties, but I don't buy it. Blingy, too! These getups just slay me.

This woman claimed to be wearing Auburn panties, but I don't buy it. Blingy, too! These getups just slay me.

Outside the stadium finishing our beer. I love that "right-before-the-game" excitement you get at the gates.
We ran into Adria and Chris on the way in.

We ran into Adria and Chris on the way in.

I chatted with this woman in the tunnels to our seats. She was nice, and I respect her fashion choices.

I chatted with this woman in the tunnels to our seats. She was nice, and I respect her fashion choices.

There was an eagle on the sidelines. Once again, i got to the stadium too late to see the damn eagle fly. I am starting to doubt that it really does fly.

There was an eagle on the sidelines. Once again, i got to the stadium too late to see the damn eagle fly. I am starting to doubt that it really does fly.

Todd sitting next to his Bama buddy for the game.

Todd sitting next to his Bama buddy for the game.

Auburn and Alabama, side by side. I am not kidding - the hatred is palpable in this stadium.

Auburn and Alabama, side by side. I am not kidding - the hatred is palpable in this stadium.

I love catching fans in the throes of anger, despair, or disgust.

I love catching fans in the throes of anger, despair, or disgust.

He's back! They guy from the UGA game! Todd and i love him.

He's back! They guy from the UGA game! Todd and i love him.

You know that your marital ties have brought you down to inappropriate depths when you go to an Auburn game and recognize the fans.

You know that your marital ties have brought you down to inappropriate depths when you go to an Auburn game and recognize the fans.

First half was good. Then we left (I had enough of the mouthbreather behind me, and of being packed in like sardines.) Second half? Not so good.

To be continued. . . And you know you have to read it, because it is just like you were there, and you can almost smell the November sunshine. Also, the suspense is killing you. Did Todd cry when they game was over?

Iron Bowl

Tuesday, November 27th, 2007

Todd and I took the kids over to his parents’ house on Lake Martin, where we did second Thanksgiving dinner (yes, we are complete Hobbits) on Friday with his brother Wade, brother Lyle, and Lyle’s wife Denise. Wade was on our shit list for not bringing my new niece, Luci, with him, but he made up for it by bringing her over on Sunday. I ate too much.

On Saturday, Todd and I had to get a new tire for the van, so we got up early to drive to the nearest Wal-Mart, which was in Alexander City (“Alex City” to easter Alabamians in the know). Dear God. Oh, the humanity of a small-town Alabama Wal-Mart on the day of the Iron Bowl! You couldn’t walk five feet without someone uttering a “Roll Tide” or “War Eagle” at someone else. People looked at me like I was a Martian, presumably because I was not wearing crimson, blue, or orange, and well. . . why is she not wearing one of those? I think it may have been inconceivable to them that there were other states outside of their own that day. On the day of the Iron Bowl, Auburn, Alabama is the center of the universe. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t actually care who won. I pull for Auburn when there is no harm in it, and I have definitely adopted my husband’s disdain for the Tide. Good God, there is nothing scarier than a female, middle-aged, bleached-blonde Alabama fan in person. Oh, yeah. And my trivia girls and I have a bit of wager with the Alabama graduate who runs our trivia at Graveyard Tavern. He will be footing the bill for our drinks this evening. I have no kids tomorrow. He should be frightened, very frightened.

After that, we had lunch with his parents and the kids, then headed into Auburn to pick up my friend Brett. Brett and I went to high school and college together and he is one of my oldest, dearest friends. I just don’t get to see him as often as I’d like, because he lives in Seattle. Brett has his own family ties to Auburn, so he was in town for the game, but is a Georgia fan, so we decided to meet up for tailgating and watching of the Tech game, and also Ky/Tn.

Despite the fact that Kentucky couldn’t pull off the win over Tennessee to send GA to the SEC Championship (which I guess actually gives us a higher bowl berth? Whatever. I am over trying to wrap my little brain around the BCS.), I had an awesome time watching with Brett, and with all of the Auburn and Alabama fans who may not have cared about the outcome of the game, but pulled for Kentucky with me, anyway. SEC fans are the best. They get it.

Afterwards, Brett headed to the game, and Todd and I went over to Iain’s in Opelika to watch the game. Mostly, i drank while they watched the game. We started tailgating around 2 pm and we stayed up til 2 a.m., when I stopped dancing and passed out on the foldout with my snoring Todd, and four dogs.

Sunday was hell. Okay, except for the part where I finally got to meet my first ever niece. She is adorable and cute and little and she doesn’t talk back or run into things and bust her head open. Oh, and my brother-in-law Wade makes a kick ass spaghetti with meatballs. Perfect cure for a hangover, and totally got me well enough to drive two chilluns back to Atlanta. That drive usually takes two hours, but because of Thanksgiving traffic, it took 3.5 hrs plus. I now know what my hell is: Driving in the dark fog and mist, for all eternity with two children screaming, crying, fighting, and singing, while the car lurches forward in 10 mph spurts and headlights blind me in rearview and my head throbs and my stomach churns and I am so desperate for sleep that I almost, almost pull over at Hogansville to get a motel room, just to put me out of my misery, but it would take me another 30 minutes just to get to the exit ramp, so I might as well push on.

UGA at #4. How the fuck did that happen?

More Iron Bowl pics.