Well, you knew it would be coming...my post about my trip to see the beat down that occurred on Monday night in New Orleans. I actually went to the game with my college roomie, Mary Catherine, and our other college friend, Gavin, and MC's family. My family was down there, but I did not go with them to the game, as my Dad gave his other ticket to Michael.
As soon as I got there, Mary Catherine was in our room and the first order of business was to hang our jerseys.
The Jerseys were hung in the closet with care.
Second order of business was to view the ticket, which Gavin brought with him
Next, of course, was to eat and hit Bourbon Street.
I must say, I am just way too old for that foolishness. It was ridiculous. I mean ridiculous. I was completely stressed out over wondering whose daughter the strippers were and trying not to bust my rear on the wet beads on the ground. All while trying to keep Mary Catherine's camera dry, keep up with each other.....oh and try to ignore the constant harassment of LSU fans. Needless to say, our walk on Bourbon Street was a rite of passage for the trip and I am very glad we went down there.
Okay, so Monday, January 9th (game day) was Georgie's Birthday. My Mom and I took her to the Mall to spend some of her Birthday money and get her some ice cream. In true Georgie form, she went to Claire's boutique and got chocolate ice cream.
Later that day, it was time to head to the game.
MC and I met the Goode Brothers, former players.
The game day crew was right in front of us.

HERE THEY COME and THEY WERE READY!
The final score and a view of the LSU section........
and the Alabama section!
What a great trip and a great night. Probably the most fun night of my life, second to my wedding. MC and I agreed it was "worth every penny" and it really was. We had more laughs than I can even remember and for those of you who know Mary Catherine, you know that she is just hilarious.
I have to give a huge shout out to my wonderful husband, who wanted me to go and have fun and who stayed home and kept Banks for me. Thank you Bryan! I could not have gone if it weren't for you.