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Since we are a depressing 4 months removed from college football, and another 4 months until the drought ends, I thought I would use today as an important reminder of how worth it it is to patiently sit and wait for game day. As you know, I graduated from the best university in the world, The University of Tennessee. No really, factually, it is the best university in the history of ever. I read that on the internet and you can't put anything on the internet that isn't true. 

I have an insane amount of pride for my school, and it is only intensified by living so far away from it. My poor boyfriend has to put up with me stopping to scream, "GO BIG ORANGE" to any stranger that is wearing Tennessee paraphernalia. 

We were at the amusement park in Missouri when I spotted a young man wearing a Tennessee Football shirt and I darted over to him as fast as I could to scream "GO VOLS!!" Actually, the way real Vols fans pronounce it is more like "GO VAAAAWWWLLS!" I think I scared the crap out of him, but he managed to still muster up a, "yeah!" back at me. 

Anytime I see a car with a Tennessee sticker on it, I honk and wave like a 13 year old girl who just spotted Taylor Swift in the car next to them. I will scream, "T T T T" even when I'm in the car by myself. Spotting a Tennessee Power T on someone's car in Dallas is comparable to the excitement I felt as a kid on Christmas morning. Am I a little crazy? Yeahhhh.... actually no I'm not. This is totally normal super fan behavior, IMO. 

My point here? I love Tennessee. So when I saw this video I knew I had to dedicate a Fan Friday post to it. 

And do me a favor this week, will you guys? Please, if you see a Tennessee Power T, just scream T T T in your car for me? That isn't too much to ask right? 


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That Time I Found $10

A couple of days ago I was walking my dogs, the usual occurrence that happens twice daily, but sometimes not until 10am on Saturdays if Friday night lasted until after midnight. On the occasional weekend morning, my boyfriend will wake up without saying a word, get out of bed and take them on a walk for me. If you are a single dog mom that lives in a 3rd floor apartment without a back yard, then you will know that is, without a sliver of a doubt, the most romantic thing a boyfriend can do for his girlfriend. Forget flowers or chocolates or surprise bottles of wine, if a boy is willing to walk two dogs that were not originally adopted by him, that's romance. That's love. Surprise wine is also love though, just so we aren't leaving that out. 

So like I was saying, I was walking the dogs on Tuesday afternoon. There are two very slender, long patches of grass designated solely for dog poop next to my building. Every hooman that lives in the building is fully aware that stepping anywhere in either row of grass can be lethal. I'm walking Gee and Veenie along, watching their bum holes, hoping for poop on the horizon (if you're a dog parent then you're lying if you say you don't do this too), when I spot a crumpled up $10 bill in the grass. 

To say I felt psychotic over the series of thoughts that would follow is an understatement.  

My first thought was obviously to pick it up. 

Before I picked the money up, I spotted a man and his dog out of the corner of my eye. He was closer to me than he should have been, abusing the unspoken, yet implied, "allow 30 feet of space between the dogs you're walking and someone else's dogs." The man was lingering in the no-zone, 25ish feet away. 

I instantly decided that he was conducting a social psychological experiment to see how many people would pick up the 10 bill. If I picked up that $10, my picture would surely be found in a University of Texas at Dallas study, showcasing the link between those that picked up the $10, and long-term emotional damage from the verbal abuse of a summer camp counselor or something.  
I briskly walked in the other direction, acting as if I had never even seen the money. 

When that man and his dog headed back inside without taking my picture on a disposable flip phone or scribbling any notes, I walked the dogs back toward the money. 

I paced the same 5 feet back and forth, essentially standing guard over the money. Thoughts continued...

What if that show What Would You Do Is Taping Me? I'll be forever on television, portrayed as the greedy, desperate girl that couldn't just leave the $10 in the grass for the original owner to come back and retrieve. The girl that didn't even try to put posters up, "FOUND $10. No tags. Call 555-555-5555 to claim." 

No one is looking, just pick it up. I could get Chipotle WITH guacamole!!!

Then I got bit by a mosquito. I smacked my ankle and took that as a sign to leave it. 

I'll leave it for one of the homeless guys that always begs for money. 

But what if some random girl walking her dogs takes it for herself, the homeless guys won't get the $10.

I'll just pick it up and save it for one of the homeless guys that asks me for money. They'll be so happy. 

Another guy came out to walk his dog, and, after quickly determining he was a psychology student at Baylor, I scurried inside with one dog who had pooped and one who hadn't, abandoning the wadded up $10 bill. 

I checked the next morning, vowing to pick it up if it was there, and it was of course gone. I felt crazy. Like a crazy person. 

I told CB I had found $10 and you know what he said? He said, "Oh sweet! We can get Chipotle.

I then explained my full thought process and why we wouldn't be having Chipotle. He listened, agreed that I was indeed crazy. But the sweet man that he is told me he loved me for my crazy. 


Things To Do in the Ozarks Mountains, Table Rock Lake and Branson, Missouri

As you probably know by now, last week I went on a vacation with CB and his family to the Ozark Mountains, Table Rock Lake and Branson, Missouri. There were an abundance of things to do in the Ozarks and in Branson, both for a family vacationing with kids or for those looking for a romantic relaxing couples vacation. I've got a lot of pictures, so here are my favorite views, scenery and attractions from the week! Oh, and after writing this post, I feel the need to add that this is in no way a sponsored post, but if they would like to send me back please email me at your earliest convenience. 

1. Visit A Winery
Our first day was literally, but thank goodness not figuratively, a wash. The rain poured without ceasing, on what became an 8 hour drive from Dallas. Wanting to maximize every second of our trip, CB and I decided we would spend the afternoon doing what we (I) do best, drinking wine! We took a tour of the indoor Stone Hill Winery in Branson, Missouri. Our tour guide boasted over the winery's many awards, and I see why, Their dry wines they offered were without a doubt some of the best wines I've ever had. We took home a bottle of the Norton and the Hermannsberger

2. Fly fish
I went fishing with CB and his brother three of the days we were there. I had never been fly fishing before, but if someone else does all the work and sets up the pole, then takes the fish off the hook for you, I highly recommend it. We fly fished at Roaring River State Park a couple of times (shown below), and CB and his brother also fly fished on Lake Taneycomo

3. Rent a boat and cruise Table Rock Lake
Lucky enough to wake up Tuesday morning to beautiful sunshine, we enjoyed a full day of floating down Table Rock Lake on the pontoon. Don't you worry, I played bartender and embraced my official roll as the boat's Bloody Mary maker. 

I promise I took more pictures than just of my full serving of fruits, vegetables and vodka, but CB is in them all. Whomp Whomp. 

4. Bike Through Dogwood Canyon
We brought our own bikes with us on the trip, so we saved a few bucks off admission for the bike tour through Dogwood Canyon. I probably would have paid double, it was just that beautiful. I for sure recommend biking, six roundtrip miles could get tiring if you're walking! You can bring your own bike, rent a bike on site, rent a segway, walk or take a bus tour. Caution: Photos of CB's backside ahead....

5. Take a Golf Cart Ride Through The Lost Canyon Cave
And in the most insanely beautiful Wednesday anyone has ever had, we left Dogwood Canyon and headed straight for the Lost Canyon Cave at Top of the Rock. For the best $25 you'll ever spend (plus the cost of beer at their bar, the "Bat Cave"), you get to ride a golf cart through this jaw dropping scenery....

The photographer in me was going a little bonkers with ridiculous delight...

6. Have a Cocktail or Glass of Wine at Top of the Rock
Just when you think you've seen the most beautiful parts of Top of the Rock, you can take a quick shuttle over to their main grounds. There you'll find the Ozarks Natural History Museum, or if you're more like me, you'll find the Buffalo Bar and Wine Cellar. No matter what you're scouting out though, your eyeballs will say "This is the greatest day of our livesssssssss!

 This guyyyyyyy...... 

 7. Let Your Inner Kid Come Out and Play at Silver Dollar City
We spent Thursday riding roller coasters at Branson's awesome amusement park, Silver Dollar City. CB and I both said we thought we were too old to be riding roller coasters, so I decided to tone my maturity level down a few notches, or years in this case.  

 8. Stop the Car
Be prepared to stop the car at a moment's notice. There are incredible scenic overlooks throughout the Ozarks! 

 9. Just Stay Home
Or you could just stay at home. Not a bad idea when your home for the week is a Chalet on Table Rock Lake. BRB... going to move into that little cove with the waterfall in the swimming pool. 

That was a lot of pictures, but I just couldn't leave any out!! 
Can you blame me??!