First Auburn Game of the Season!!

oh Southern girls and their football.

it is no joke.

we take it just as seriously as any man would; and there are some that take it even more seriously.

since I started school at Auburn, I have not missed a first game.  i have made it an absolute tradition to make sure that I catch it.  luckily for me, i haven't had to travel that far for it.

including this year when it was a mere two and half hour drive to get to the big ATL!  I was so excited not only to be able to make it to the game, but to be able to go back to my hometown.  

since the 2010 season, when Auburn won the National Championship, B and I have started our Saturdays with Chick-Fil-A.  Regardless of your political beliefs on this institution, their chicken biscuits are great.  And their sauce is addicting.  I just can't stop eating it.  

greatest stuff on earth.  really.

so after breakfast, we headed toward ATL for the first game of the season!  we met up with B's parents, and from there went to a great place for lunch (more on that later!), and then went to the stadium.

we were sitting in the clemson section, in the upper deck, but were surrounded by some pretty nice auburn and clemson fans.  

so the game started, and everything was great during the first half. the halftime band show was great; there was even a chick-fil-a cow floating by on a blimp....

but by the second half, our youth of the players got the best of Auburn.  after being ahead, clemson pulled away with a touchdown and a field goal.

I will never forget how some of the Clemson fans acted after the game; I have never seen such horrible sportsmanship, and you must remember that I come from the land of the LSU fans and Alabama fans.  It was awful.  

For a game that they were supposed to win, they acted as though they won the national championship.  They were very ungracious and rude as the Auburn fans walked out of the stadium.

Regardless of an Auburn loss, I still love my school and my team and nothing can change that.  A football game doesn't define me or what I believe about Auburn.

War Eagle!

(hey!)

My Hubby Thinks I'm Purdy....

Ok.  I had an abnormal obsession with the skirt I had on.  I loooove this thing. 

So we decided to do a fun little photo shoot.  Everyone knows I'm not a fashion blogger, nor in any way shape or form do I think I'm a model.  B caught most of these while I wasn't even trying.  Or so he says. 

Please don't make fun of me. 

Again, I will reiterate that I am not trying to be anything in these pictures, but fun and trying to show off my ahh-mazing skirt.  

 I so love the two cups of beers in almost all of these pictures.  Plus the purse on the ground.

I am such a classy girl.

Nawlins Breakfast - Camillia Grille

so on Monday, everyone was trying to get out of New Orleans.  They had ordered a few mandatory evacuations down by the coast, and the rest were just voluntary.  But judging by the traffic on the way to and in the airport, people weren't taking this lightly.

We overheard some students while waiting in the airport; their first day was this day.  And they didn't have to go to school at all.  And I was thinking, well, were they disappointed by this or glad?

And then thinking, if I was a new freshman starting out, I may have been slightly disappointed, but that excitedness for school to start slowly dwindles after that year.  And by the time you're a junior, you're thankful for mother nature for pushing back those exams on the third week of school ( Ivan '05).  

Anyway, I digress.  We wanted some breakfast on Monday morning to balance out all we had to drink on our Sunday bar crawl.  And I wanted greasy.  Like nasty diner greasy.  So we stumbled upon Camellia Grille.

We're both pretty sure that we'd seen it before, but for some reason, it smelled extra awesome walking by that morning.

It was definitely a short-order place, with all food available; breakfast, burgers, melts, milkshakes.  You name it.  

The cook yelled out "Bye Birmingham" on our way out.

There was an old lady who was born and raised in New Orleans sitting next to B who just ordered two sides of grits and a glass of water.

And then as you can see, my omelet full of mushrooms and cheese, and well amazing town.  

Plus their hashbrowns were sooo good.

See below for my terrible picture of the traffic from the cab's windshield.  I couldn't get a better picture, because I was holding on for dear life.  I was pretty sure this guy was going to kill us.

Yep, thought we were going to die.