Bailey's Exaggerated Facebook Life

     We all have those friends who exaggerate their life on Facebook. Incessant posts about how "wonderful" their life is and the bounty of Instagram pictures to "prove" it. Of course, we know that exaggerator-Facebook-person would never tell us the dirty details of their life, so we just go on assuming that exaggerator-Facebook-person's life really is that wonderful.  Well, today, as I took a picture of my sweet bulldog curled up in a chair, I realized that I was at fault for the very thing I accuse exaggerator-Facebook-person.

     You see, when Bailey is lying down or asleep, I can't help but take a picture of that snuggly, wrinkled face. I am like a mother watching her baby sleep. However, like most mothers, I just pray that my oohing and aahing doesn't wake the monster "baby". Believe me, Bailey is a sweet dog, but you won't catch me tagging pictures of her peeing on the bed or barking like a rabid dog at the t.v. Oh no, who would want to see that?

     Not only have I become exaggerator-Facebook-person when it comes to the aforementioned "sweet bulldog," Bailey's been stringing me along as well. Bailey pretends she can't understand a word I say to her when it goes against her desires. 

Allie: "Bailey, off the couch... Bailey, drop the ball...Bailey, sit... Bailey, lay... Bailey stay... Bailey, no!"

Bailey: "la, la, la.... I can't hear you."

But then, say the magic words...

Allie: "Want to eat?... Want to go on a walk? ... Ready for bed?... Want a treat? (oh, you sit if there's a treat in my hand, huh?)"

Bailey: "Sucker."

Isn't it amazing that she knows the latter phrases but not the ones that would help me out a little? Well, Bailey, you don't fool me... you just sucker me in every time. And, I'm pretty sure there's nothing I'm going to do about it.

The truth? I had to hold a treat above my phone to get her to look at me. :)

Car Trouble and a Troubled Kyle

The alarm clock sounded at 3:45 a.m. on Saturday morning, and Kyle's two feet immediately hit the ground. An 11:00 a.m. kickoff time against LSU wasn't going to keep this hard-core Aggie from tailgating before (and after) the game. Kyle "graciously" gave me an additional ten minutes of "sleep", but before I knew it, he obnoxiously starts encouraging me out of bed. This peppy attitude was not mutual, and, regardless, wouldn't last long.

Well, all is going as planned. We will be on the road to Aggieland at 4:15 a.m. I finish getting ready while Kyle loads the car.

Kyle: "Okay, Al, let's go."

Me: "Alright, I'm ready."

Kyle goes to back his car out and move it in to the other space because we are taking mine.

Kyle: "Man! Why today?!"

I stand in the driveway very confused.

Me: "What happened?"

Kyle: "My starter is out."

Me: "What does that mean?"

Kyle: "We aren't getting to College Station on time!"

Me: sarcastically thinking to myself "Darn, we won't be at the tailgate at 5:15 a.m.!"

So, before Kyle has a full blown anxiety attack, we devise a plan.

Kyle: "We are going to push the car back a little, and then, we will push it up and over in to the spot."

Me: "I don't think this is going to work."

Kyle gives me the evil eye.

Me: "Okay, lets try it."

We start to push the car down the driveway, and all seems to be going smoothly.

Kyle: "Okay, lets push it up now."

We start to push.

Me: "Umm, its not going anywhere."

Kyle: "You think?"

With the car hanging half way in the road and not moving an inch, we frantically Google 24 hour towing services. Not for one minute is Kyle distraught about his nonoperational car, but if we didn't get to that tailgate before the sun came up, well, we might as well not show up at all.

Thankfully, and for the sake of my husband's sanity, the tow truck promised to come in a timely manner.

Kyle: "Okay, they said they'd be here in 40 minutes. Let's go."

Me: "So, umm, we are going to leave the car here in the middle of the road and trust some random person that we Googled will come and get the car."

Kyle: "Yep."

Me: "Okay then."

We hop into my car and drive through the grass around our abandoned car. Classy.

The stuck car.

Don't worry... we made it to the tailgate.

The Aggies didn't lose. We just ran out of time.

We have resigned to worrying about the car until tomorrow. After all, football is more important than knowing how you're going to get to work on Monday, right?

Ole Miss Roadtrip

Besides becoming professional wedding attenders, Aggie football has taken it's place on our weekend agenda. It was almost a year ago that we decided to take a road trip to watch the Aggies, and we decided that Ole Miss was the destination. When October 4th rolled around, we were more than ready to pack our bags and head to Oxford, Mississippi.

We, along with the hundreds of other Aggies that made their way to Oxford, spent 3 nights checking out the Square, touring the campus, tailgating at the Grove, and scraping out a victory against the Rebels. Despite the chilly/rainy game day, the weekend was super fun, and I'm looking forward to next year's Aggie road trip.

Enjoy the photo recap courtesy of my MIL...

Gig'em

MIL and mom

first night at dinner

happy hour at the Downtown Oxford Inn

Con and Kyle

Tailgate banner

all the boys

all the girls... minus me

the two of us

a celebratory picture after the most exciting win