Oh what to do when your fave college team is playing their in state rivals (and cousin’s fave team)? Iowa Hawkeye fans get their asses on the road from Nashville to Atlanta for a little family rivalry fun, viewing the game together.
Suck it Iowa State.
Of course I can’t hardly live without my main feline squeeze, Ted so I packed him into the caravan (possibly against his wishes).
Pussy packed and not ready!
Although Mr. Bear’s traveling spirits perked right up when Gpa offered up some of his cheeseburger.
Cheeseburger in paradise.
Cold cocktails awaited our arrival in Atlanta much to our delight.
Double the Skinny Pirates.
The real reason I brought Tedstar to Atlanta was to babysit my cousin’s adorable duo while the adults ventured to the Atlanta Iowa Hawkeye Club for the football viewing party.
Adventures in babysitting.
The sweet, southern belle gathering was about to get loud as our transplanted northern selves took over the viewing space at Mazzy’s Sports Bar in Roswell.
You should have seen my toe touches.
I have to give props to my cousin Tballs who was the lone Iowa State fan in the Hawkeye bar.
CycLONER
Keeping up with our classy, traditional Hawkeye touchdown shots, we started early in the first quarter. Even Tballs the Cyclone was a good sport at first.
TD #1!
TD #2 left us Hawk fans happy.
TD #3 required some muscle.
The fourth and fifth shots went a little like…
What the who?
But the sixth shot went down like a charm…as us Hawk fans had to use two hands compared to the big 0 for the Cyclones.
Winning doesn’t suck.
With a winning score of 42-3, we needed to take a victory pic, of course.
Sleeping beauties and their beast.
Photo op 3,412 turned out with all eyes open!
On Sunday, my Iowa twins were picking apples in the orchard while the football fans were trying to revive our livers with anything other than a shot of alcohol.
Apple pickers.
Thankfully, the livers responded well to our choice of water (and a little hair of the dog) and we were all back in the saddle again – ready for next week’s tailgate!
If you visit my blog frequently, you know I’m banana pants over animals of all kinds. Most of you I know virtually and in daily life, love their fur babies like true human spawn. So when something indescribably inhumane happens to one of pal’s animals, I can’t help but have a hurt heart.
Please keep my friend Bex and her family in your loving thoughts, sending them some good juju as their beloved Fred was hit by a car on Friday – and the driver kept going, seeing that it hit a dog. Heartbreakingly, Fred didn’t survive his injuries and is no doubt leaving a void in their home.
Accidents happen but motherfuckers who leave the scene they created have a special place waiting for them in hell.
We also need some fabulous karma thrown in my Aunt Crazy Pants’ way. She’s fighting her way through cancer like Rocky Balboa but sometimes we need a water break and pep talk.
So here’s to kicking cancer’s ass!
Cheers!
CBXB
42-3? Hell, that’s no game, it’s a massacre! So sorry about the dog. What a piece of !@#$ to drive away from the scene. God bless your aunt, keep on punching!
God Bless you and your readers for support and prayers..,Aunt Crazy Pants
Hugs to Fred’s family, bad karma to the jerk who hit him, and big good karma to your Aunt!
Sending a lot of good karmas and vibes to your lovely crazy aunt pants and I’m so sorry for the dog Fred, people often can be so cruel !