Six plates of food, 185 dollars, and five extra pounds later,
Thanksgiving break is officially over and the start of a new week has officially reared its ugly head at me.
Truly, this manic Monday consisted of a bad hair day, a near-death experience by filing cabinet, miscommunications, cramping, and terrible terrible classes. Instead of focusing on the terribleness of today, I'm going to reminisce on the lovely weekend I had with just
about the sweetest people you'll ever meet. Okay, ready?
Grahm and I arrived in Dallas a little after eight on Wednesday evening. We snuck up to the top of Reunion Tower and took some pictures, spit on oblivious pedestrians hundreds of feet below, and sang our favorite Disney songs at the top of our lungs.
We wandered around the Hyatt, waiting for his dad and playing lots of random games. [If you ever get the opportunity to play the States game with Grahm, don't. You will lose.]
Lots of Saints football players were there for the game against the Cowboys. Too bad I don't know any of them...
After a lovely Hyatt room [all to my elfinwhich] that night, we went to the ranch in Kaufman [aka middle-of-no-where Texas] to see the family. There were about about a hundred smiling faces in the big house, and I was a tinsy intimidated.
The long dessert table provided instant me with instant comfort.
An obstacle course, flag football game, tug-of-war struggle, flag football frenzy, softball, arm wrestling competition [I represented the Roach family well and made it to the semi-finals], pie-eating competition, and pepper-eating competition later... we were all pooped and full of yummy food.
Such a great group of people, even if they are Aggies. ;)
THEN... even more fun began.
Friday we all got up at 530 and headed to the Dallas Galleria, which [for those of you who haven't been] is an Oklahoma girl's dream mall. It seems to stretch on for miles, store after store. My pink debit card was burning a hole in my pocket.
Did I mention I have the greatest boyfriend ever, yet?
He tried on everything I picked out for him and even dared to enter the daunting Forever21, holding all of my clothes as I milled around the store.
Papa Roach, Mama Roach, and Auttie are all wonderful. Grahm is wonderful [but you knew that already]. All the food was wonderful. Shopping [duh] was wonderful. And the Sooners heading to the Big 12 Championship is DEFINITELY a wonderful thing.
Great, great weekend.
I'm now fat and happy, ready to finish up the semester with a smile on my face.