I just love Tuscaloosa. A few years ago when I thought I wanted to branch out and leave Monroe, I actually put out resumes for the hospitals there and in Birmingham. But it's just like God to have another plan (always different from my own), and those wonderful thoughts just never panned out. So, I get really excited every time that Wayne and I have a chance to go back and attend an Alabama football game. It's just something about the way a game brings the whole state - or shall I say, states - together. Look, when you get 92,000 plus people together in a single place for a common goal, something just happens. I can't really explain it. But it's something that my man and I like to do together (because I will never enjoy hunting with him and he will never enjoy shopping with me...) and I absolutely love it! So here is my man - in the earlier part of the game - when we WERE actually scoring points - shaking his pom pom.
Wait. There is a story behind the pom poms that I MUST tell. On Friday morning, we were getting our things together and I reminded Wayne to get my pom pom out of Alise's toy box. On Saturday morning when I was getting dressed in the hotel, remembering that I hadn't seen my pom pom in the back of the car, I asked Wayne if he had remembered to get it. Nope. So about seven times that morning, I reminded him that he had to absolutely get me a pom pom before the game and he promised me he would. "Yeah, right!" I thought. We parked in our usual parking area at the game and walked probably two miles to Mellow Mushroom in downtown Tuscaloosa for lunch. Wayne had already asked one guy on our walk if he would be willing to sell his pom. The guy said no, because it was his only one. So, we kept walking. We finally passed a small consignment/art gallery in one of the older shops and low and behold, their mannequins in the store window were holding red and white pom poms. Wayne slipped in the store and bought two poms for $4!! Did my man come through or what?
A pom is a must-have accessory to any SEC game!! I love to look around the stadium and see them all waving. We actually own about ten right now!
Here is a picture of us at Mellow Mushroom.
And here is a picture of us at the Bama v. Ole Miss game this weekend. Actually, this is the second year in a row that we've made the Ole Miss game. However, I was very disappointed in Oxford last year. It was not the town I thought it would be and I never got to see John Grisham. And here are some miscellaneous pictures I took on our walk to downtown.
Enough about football.
Grandparent's Day at Alise's school was a huge hit in her little heart. She was so excited to see her Nana get out of her car Friday morning at her school. I took everyone to her class first because I needed to talk to Ms. K about Nana checking her out after the program and I wanted my mom to see her classroom, too. Ms. K said that we could go ahead and walk over to the church, so we did. I know absolutely nothing about the Catholic religion, but I do know that Alise pitched a fit to dip her finger in the pool of water outside the sanctuary. My mom held her up so she could dip her finger. My mom - being the true Baptist that she is - wanted to sit close to the back of the church. We found Emma and both her Grandmothers, so mom and Alise sat with them. Wayne and I left and headed to Tuscaloosa. Later that day, when I talked to my mom, she said she really enjoyed the day. She said after Mass, Alise and her classmates had to go back to their classes. The Grandparents were ushered into the gym for a reception and the children came out and sang for them. She said Alise was singing, but didn't do the hand motions. After that, she and Alise went to the Book Fair and then she checked her out of school. They spent the rest of the afternoon at Kiroli Park and the pumpkin patch.