If you're not sitting down, you might want to.

I went to a sporting activity yesterday. ::everyone reading this faints::

I went to a college football game in a real-live stadium. Yup, I did! See?


The planning went something like this:

Organizer: Game is at 4:00 where do you want to meet, I was thinking we could meet at our place and carpool or at the park and ride or ? Wherever....

Me: [BER] doesn't check his email often, so I'll answer for both of us (and put up with the beating later... ha). We don't have anything going on that day except for the game, so we can meet wherever/whenever. Although I'm not to be confused with someone who likes sports, I am hip to some of the sports lingo. I've heard that tailgating involves *food and beverages, so should we get that figured out too?

*you know me.... I am THE food and beverages person- I know how to feed an army.

I offered to bring all the food (everything you can imagine to make hoagies, plus chips), so my job was done.

Here are the highlights from the game (remember, I don't like sports- so the 'highlights' have nothing to do with sports)

• The food was great. The company was even better. There were 10 of us, all VERY fun people.


• We brought way too much food. Go team!


• I ended up being the (what is it called when you sneak in stuff?) because I had a honkin' camera bag with lots of hiding places.


• The honkin' camera bag almost got confiscated because I was told that 'professional' cameras were not allowed in the stadium. This would have been a drag in SO many ways.


• I convinced security that I didn't have any extra lenses (the original guy saw the binoculars and thought they were lenses... der...), so he let us go without searching the bag. Mini-bottles were safe. Phew!


• Even though I was the carrier of said mini-bottles, I drank water all day. Remember the diet!


• I was more interested in watching the cheerleaders than anything else. No, I haven't switched teams- there was an interesting cat-fight going on during the second half of the game between two of the cheerleaders and it was pretty funny to watch.*


• I learned a good lesson about ensuring my camera batteries are all charged before I leave the house. Hence, no pictures of the feuding cheerleaders.


• I started shaking in my shoes when I saw this time on the score board. 40 minutes? NO THANK YOU, and get me outta here!

So there you have it, folks. Play-by-play action of the day at the game.

*For the other Mrs. Kravitz types- I think I have the feud all figured out, after an hour or so of Mrs. Kravitzing. Something to do with the guy cheerleader and two jealous women. The icing on the cake was the look on Barbie-doll's face when Hair-flipper sat on Ken-doll's lap. HI-larious! I seriously wanted to kick my own butt for running out of battery juice at that given moment.