Times Like These, I Should've Snuck In a Flask

I ran across this draft post from last year’s football season. I thought it was too funny - and too fitting - as we are literally driving south right now for our annual Auburn trek.

Here’s what I started to write more than a year ago:

​You see those two sleeping in their strollers behind me? Yes this is my spot for the Auburn homecoming game we drove down for. They both fell asleep on the stroll to the stadium from the tailgate, and now we're hanging out in the breezeway while they sleep it off. I'm sitting on the floor.

Where in the world is my shot of rum when I need it?

They eventually woke up and we went inside to join our party and watch the game. I’m guessing that’s why I never finished the post...

Sleeping in the breezeway wasn’t the only hiccup we had. Our oldest (poor guy) got sick at the tailgate and he and Dadda never even made it in to the game. 😔

And yet, here we are... on our way to repeat the whole craziness again. And by the way our 3.5-hour drive has so far taken us 4.5 hours and we still have 56 miles to go... I’m worried this year is off to an even worse start?!?

So bottom line: should I sneak some spirits into the game this time around or not?!? It might not be such a bad idea!

According to Buzzfeed’s ideas, my hair isn’t long enough to pull off this strategy... But maybe I could hollow out my kids’ juice boxes or toys and stash some booze in there. Man, they sure have gotten more creative then when I was in college!

Wish us luck as we attempt again this year. And may we at least get a decent family picture out of it... unlike the escape-cheerleader-oversized-sick-boy-in-a-stroller-blurry-light-heads family photo opp of 2016.

​War Eagle!