Football Season

It's back! 

I've been counting down the days.

(Well, not really.)

What's there not to love about making a 

big ol' breakfast after waking up late

on a Saturday morning,

plopping down on the couch and waiting for 

Lee Corso to make his pick? 

Or having an excuse to pound tailgating food 

like it's your job and

to wash it down with an 

ice cold beverage of choice (or maybe 4?)

There's nothing like wearing orange and blue

with pride (even if they're expected 

to have a sub-par season) 

especially when you're

in a custom's line in Portugal and you hear 

"Go Gators" from the family two rows ahead.

and it's even know to go out

and pretend that you care even the slightest bit

about the Jags

if it means more food, icy cold beverages,

and good company.

Even Diego gets into a game once in a while...

This post was brought to you by a porch drinking session with myself

while the hubs does manual labor in the waning sunlight. The air outside promises chilly weather to come, even if it will be two more months. At least the mugginess has taken a break for the time being. 

Oh, and remember this little guy?

Yeah. I planted it in the ground. It's a mammoth tree now and it's all up in the grill. Literally. But we have papayas!