Part Three...
After the disappointing loss last weekend, my friends were ready to head home, and they packed up really fast. I helped them pack up, and then headed to my parent's tent to help them pack up. This is NOT the most fun part of the game. No matter what the score is. Usually, we are tired and everyone is ready to go home, and of course, the game is a reflection on everyone's mood. But also the long drive ahead is on people's mind and having to load the car is never fun. This was no exception. But we got everything loaded up and I made the forever long trek back to the car. Its never fun to walk back to your car alone. While carrying things. Its times like these that make me wish I could afford a butler. But, this particular walk across campus was even less fun because every 3 minutes, and I'm NOT kidding, someone was calling me. So I'd stop, put my stuff down (including my "vintage purse" that's straps broke about 2 minutes after I left the house that morning. So I was literally carrying it in both hands. I looked like a grandma.). Calling to check to see where I was. Calling to see where I was now. Calling to see when I'd be back to my car. Calling to see if I was safe walking to my car (which, yes, I was safe. Walking. But, stopping here in the middle of a sidewalk isn't quite as safe). It was rather annoying.
But I finally made it back to my friends and we had a great time sitting around, listening to football games and talking about totally random stuff. It was, as it usually is, with this crew, a really good time.
Sunday morning, I woke up and ate a yummy breakfast that David had made for us. I told you how nice he was here. After my tummy was full, I crawled back into the bed with Katherine and then Courtney laid on the foot of the bed and we all talked and laughed till we cried. These are probably my favorite moments-- right before we all have to leave and go back to our respective lives, and we are tired and exhausted from the fun weekend, but we get to sit around and laugh at all the things that happened that weekend and discuss things (and people!). Honestly, some of my favorite memories involved these two girls, hanging out, within nothing exciting going on, just the three of us, talking and laughing.
After we said our goodbyes, I headed over to my brother, Nick's house, to pick up Parker. She's spent the night with her Uncle Nick, something she isn't really crazy about. He's a bit mean to her and he doesn't let her roll all over the bed, or take up the entire mattress, so she's not a huge fan. But he is super sweet to allow her to stay and she does, mostly, like him. I went over to the house and it was a messy, rainy day. We sat outside on the porch and drank coffee and watched the rain, like grownups. I guess we both are really grownups. Its hard to believe! We had a great time, talking, laughing-- discussing the family, the football game, Ole Miss, friends, Parker, etc. We sat out there for a couple hours. It was a good time with my great brother!
Finally, Parker and I headed home. But not before a stop at what has become our Sunday afternoon tradition in Oxford-- Abner's to-go. Yum!!!
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