Dennis thinks that girls look sexy when they wear baseball hats. And, since I have one, two...wait... just one hat and it happens to be a UGA hat, I figured that this was as good of a time as any to get all sexy.
I put the hat on and wasn't too impressed. "I look like a boy in a hat. Dennis, my hair is too short to wear a hat because it makes me look like a boy!"
"Honey, your boobs give it away that you are a girl."
Thanks, I guess. I mean, that's a good thing, right?
Once at the tailgate spot, Tent City, I wasn't sure if I should wear my sunglasses or not. I didn't think anyone was looking, so I snapped a few photos of myself to see if I looked better with or without the glasses. Of course, someone is always looking and Dennis laughed at me when he realized what I was doing.
On the way to the game we passed a small town called Bethlehem. I know that Dennis and I need to be better about going to church and I thought that this was a good opportunity to make up for some lost time. "Dennis, let's sing some church songs."
"Sing? Church songs?"
"Yes, there's one that I loved singing when I was in Sunday School. It spelled something out and I cannot quite remember it. Oh, do you know all the books of the Bible? I know a song about that." Dennis recited much of the First Testament and when he paused, I cleared my throat and belted into song, "Matthew, Mark and Luke and John...1st and 2nd Corinthians...Galatians, Ephesians, Philippians, Colossians, 1st & 2nd Thesaollonians..." I stopped because I couldn't remember the next part of the song.
"What comes next?" he asked.
"I'm not sure. It'll come to me in a minute. Wait, I remember now...it's Fallopian." No - wait. For some reason, that doesn't sound quite right.
We definitely need to be better about going to church.