Houston Jump On It

Alright kids, we've got our Super Bowl 2014 teams set! And not to brag or anything, but  I totally called them during Erin's interview. 

Just like last year, I will be bringing you tons of super bowl info, and of course a drinking game, because what Super Bowl would be complete without a drinking game??

Speaking of drinking, this ole 27 year old body of mine can't take day drinking anymore. On Saturday I packed the car up with Fireball and drove to see two of my college girlfriends in Houston! 

On the way there, I made a pit stop at my new favorite gas station Buc-ees. Growing up in Virginia, you have a tendency to form unusual bonds with gas stations. Sheetz is the greatest gas station on earth, with the best food ever, well, that is until I met Buc-ees this weekend and found these sweet T-shirts. 

After taking that Howdy T-shirt with me when I left, I headed to finish my drive to Houston. When I got there I was promptly met at 1:30pm with bottomless Mimosas and we kicked off the party! 

Silly me, I kinda thought we would spend the day shopping or sight seeing. I'm not used to the day drinking unless tailgating is involved. But alas, sans tailgate, we went elbows up. I even whipped out the party favors before the sunset, it was 5 o'clock somewhere!

What I love most about Houston is that it appeared everyone else in the city was elbows up at 2 in the afternoon as well! All of the bars were full and the patios at maximum capacity with the beautiful 70 degree weather they were having! 

We tried to go to a Rockets game that night, but we didn't have tickets and knew we would need to visit the ticket office to get them. If there is one thing in this world I know, it's ticket prices. You can easily get Mavs tickets for $20, so when the box office wanted $60 for upper deck, we turned the scalpers. 

My booze fueled confidence with the scalpers, who wanted $50 per ticket, forced me to lose my cool. I actually got him down to $30 a ticket, but still then, in my mind, that wasn't a good enough deal. So, I stormed off from the guy, and I basically made the decision for the group that we were not going. In retrospect, $30 would have been fine. So I want to apologize to Mr. Scalper for being rude. It was the booze talking, not me. But really, you could've gone to $20 and sold the 5 tickets to us.

And then as I'm sure you guessed, the pictures pretty much went downhill from there. My camera roll looked like this the rest of the night....

All in all, it was the perfect weekend! I just wish we had gotten to see the Rockets play....