This word describes my Thanksgiving. Between eating at my sister in laws on Thursday and going to the LSU game on Friday, I don't know if I need to be detoxed or rehabed. My sister in law has 4 dogs and her family found an artist in Baton Rouge that will assist you in painting animal portraits. They are amazing and I can't wait to do this next time we are in town:
We then head to our best friends house. That usually means "let the games begin" but since LSU was scheduled for 1:30pm the next day, we made a mature decision and drank 1 bottle of wine and just 2 Jamison's and called it a night. 9:30am and we are at the tailgate party and Brian and Randy set up an omelet/pancake station:
This was at my friend from high schools tailgate party:
That my friends is what we call a Cochon de lait.
The game was AMAZING and we are without a doubt #1
After several hours of post game tailgating, we head back to Randy and Ann's house for cooking the traditional grilled ham and cheese sandwiches with more cocktails of course.
This is Randy after he peed in his own back yard.
So this post has no design, no amazing rooms, or fantastic find...It just has 4 best college friends acting like a bunch of fools and being thankful for each other.