Yesterday we had an adventure. Since I missed out on going to the UGA/South Carolina game a few weeks ago, Lee decided to surprise me with tickets to last night's game against ASU. I was so excited!!!!!...that is, until I saw the forecast. But, being an optimist, I thought, "it won't be that bad." HA!!!
"Looks good to me!"
After dropping Claire off to stay with Mom and Gretchen, we spent the morning at the PGA Tour Championship at East Lake Golf Club. Lee had been given tickets by Humana, and we enjoyed watching Tiger putt a stones throw away from their air conditioned tent. Fun! I wish we had just been able to stay there all day :) But after the final pair finished their round (Tiger was in 2nd place), we headed for the shuttle bus line. After 45 minutes in line inside a tent, we emerged and could see the buses lined up!! Hooray!! Unfortunately, as soon as we were in the portion of the line that was outdoors, the bottom fell out of the clouds. I had brought an umbrella, so we were somewhat covered. Our feet and shoes were soaked, and by the time we reached our car, the rest of us was pretty wet as well. But, hey, we were on the way to see the Dawgs play!!
On the way to Athens we drove through some of the most torrential rain I've seen in a long time. Well, since last Monday anyway. It was awful. To make matters worse, every place we stopped to buy ponchos was completely sold out (thank you, 100 year flood). We finally found and bought ponchos at a Wal-Mart in Lawrenceville and headed to the monsoon between the hedges. To say that we got wet would be a hysterical understatement. But being the true, die-hard fans that we are, we were there from kickoff until the last second field goal that brought the 'W' to the Bulldogs. What a night!! As miserable and cold as I was, I had SO much fun. Lee and I laughed harder than we've laughed in a long time. It was as if we were dating again--bonding and acting like kids again. Of course I can't guarantee that I would feel the same way had the Dawgs lost :)
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