Somehow our season is already coming to an end. We had our last home game against Kentucky last weekend and unfortunately our only night game of the year. Even though we won 59-17, we lost our star. Murray tore his ACL.
It was a cold, cold game but I had a good time sitting with my girl
and these super fans who truly are the epitome of the Bulldog nation. Next to them and their
fake smiles, I’m just a mediocre fan.
Our last Saturday in Athens and a great night between the hedges for the last time in 2013. Now we’ll see what Hutson Mason can do in Atlanta this weekend.
Happy hate week y’all! And to hell with Georgia Tech!
Hope your day is filled with food, family, and a Dallas Cowboys’ win!
I didn’t do my usual list of 50 as I did back in 2012 and 2011, but today (and hopefully everyday) I am thankful for so much but maybe most for my family who helped me move in the cold rain earlier this week.
As our pastor told us in church last weekend, let us remember that all that we have comes from the Lord.
I’ll leave you with one of my favorite pictures of my Mimi circa the 90s.
Saturday wasn’t pretty
but this is a good way to send off a Damn Good Dawg, even if he gels his hair.
Saturday, we played Appalachian State. I only heard people bring up them beating Michigan about 37 times. You never know what to expect with our Dawgs, but luckily we were victorious, 45-6!
I had a great time with these two
and these people too!It was another early game, but it was gorgeous!
But really, the best and worst view was a few rows ahead of me.
Yes, my friends, that is a mullet. In 2013. With a denim shirt.
Is it a man or a woman? I’m not really sure. Is it a Dawgs fan? Unsure but highly doubtful. Just a fan of keeping the 80s alive.
When I was on a bike tour in Munich, our guide told us to yell out “Mullet” each time we saw one because the Germans had no idea what it meant. We happily obliged, and it took everything in me to not yell it out at the game.
But it kept me upbeat after another targeting call.
Congratulations to Murray on setting the career SEC passing TD record!
Go Dawgs, beat Auburn.
I’ve gone running at the Chattahoochee National Rec Area many times, but when AH asked if I wanted to hike at Sope Creek last Saturday, I had never heard of it. It is at the back of the Chattahoochee trails and only a 20 minute drive from Buckhead.
It was a perfect fall morning: chilly and sunny and the leaves are turning!
There are ruins still standing from the paper mill that was once there.
Other than worrying about slipping on wet rocks and leaves, the hiking was easy and more of just walking than having to climb hills. Plus, the park wasn’t that crowded. We had a great time and loved going on a beautiful hike so close to the city.
If you haven’t heard of Sope Creek, check it out! We already discussed planning another visit!
Also, Go Dawgs!! 3 in a row!
Poor Daynes. She called me a couple of weeks ago and asked if I had lunch plans for a Sunday afternoon. In return, I used the opportunity for free therapy.
I had a huge event for Junior League that week. An event with 200 people. The same week I had projects due for school, had taken on a new role at work while still juggling my old role, and had to spend that Saturday folding 1,000 letters (during the UGA game but luckily we finished early). Plus, I hadn’t figured out what I was going to wear to this event.
I was stressed and Daynes was the poor soul on the other end of the line listening to me vent and vent and have a mini break-down.
But then, two days later, I received this card in the mail from her.
I knew complaining about my problems (that I signed up for on my own will) wasn’t going to make them go away or for Thursday to get there any faster, but sometimes, it’s just nice to talk to a friend and tell her how you really feel when you overloaded your plate.
That’s the thing about God. He provides these wonderful people in your life who help you right when you need them. I received numerous calls, texts, cards, and post-celebration drinks. My mom helped stuff over 100 gift bags. The Leaugue women worked so well together and made the night a success.
Sometimes I want to cry (ok fine, I do) at how blessed I am. Thank you to everyone who had to deal with me that week (ok, all weeks). Thank you friends for being encouraging and supportive. I am lucky to have y’all in my life.
Here is a picture from the night and more from the event!
And y’all, never underestimate the power of a funny card.