It's a Saturday morning in the fall... do you know what that means?

Game day.

These two glorious words were sweet music to my ears back when I attended school at Ole Miss.  I'd wake up a tad hungover on a Saturday morning, and head down the hall to the showers.  After showering, I would walk back to my dorm dressed in my silly, pink robe and squeaky shower shoes flip flops, and then I'd open my closet doors.  From there, I'd ponder.  What dress will it be?  Not long after I'd slip on my chosen dress, I'd hear the girls in the hallway chitty-chatting it up.  Then, I'd hear a camera flash.  

 

Game day was, without a doubt, a well-documented event.  I can't even begin to tell you how many pictures were taken on game days.  Actually, I can.  The day after game day I had 284574 notifications on Facebook, all of which were from tagged photos.  Lets just say, the picture-taking was excessive.  Okay, that number is a tad exaggerated, but you get the picture.  Pun intended. 

Even though time has passed and my current school doesn't even have a darn football team, (which I find absolutely ridiculous) when someone speaks about game day, I'll start to get the goosebumps.  Call me silly or whatever, but game day is a big deal, people.  You've got your tailgating, snazzy outfits, good friends, and a crap-ton of burr (beer...you just have to accent it).  That just sounds like a darn good time, if you ask me.  Anyways, these tailgating days were some of my most glorious days, and I sure do miss them.  A lot. 

But this weekend, friends, I get to re-live the glorious days.  Granted, it's not the same sort of tailgating as Ole Miss, but hey, it's tailgating and that will do.  My baby sister is off at a pretty southern school, so she gets all dolled up for the games, so I get to dress up for her school's game.  Yay!

Since she's a baby freshman in college, I told her there was no rush for me to come to the games.  I wanted to be sure that she was well-adjusted in her new home before I came to visit.  After about a month of being in classes, I got the okay that my sweet sister is adjusted, so I'm heading her way on Saturday.  I couldn't be more excited to see her and my old friend, Game Day.  

Oh, Game Day.  It's been too long, and I can't wait to be reunited with you (and my sister, of course).

XOXO.