The weekend started with a stay in Houma, LA. I just love that deep in the heart of Tiger country and "Tiger Bait" my dearest friend Lorie proudly sends her daughter to pre-school dressed like this:
We stopped by the hotel bar for Happy Hour before going to a lovely Italian dinner at Gino's. We were pretty sure we were in the presence of celebrities. There was a toss up--is this guy Will Ferrell or George W Bush? You be the judge. Nevertheless, here's the photo montage of our evening:
It may be hard to believe, but we were up bright and early the next day. You know what they say, right? Get back on that horse! Giddyup! Ugh, get me to some strong coffee STAT!
What were we thinking posing with these LSU balls? That may have been the beginning of the end for us. That washed away the mojo.
This is love...Fun times!
Somebody call PETA! Those dogs have been shaved to read "Tigers" and "LSU". Poor creatures.
I'm not sure who this guy is, but for some reason it occured to us to pose for a picture with him. So we did. Twice.
It's easy to be a graceful loser when you know the Cadillac Cafe has reserved a table for you. It's also easy to keep your Crimson Smile upturned when you are drowning your sorrows. Geez.
My mom went to high school with the Cadillac Cafe's owner, Anthony Gallo. He lives in Baton Rouge now, but still has love in his heart for the Tide. He gave us the star treatment and welcomed us to his club. We were the minority there and the victorious home-team-crowd could have/should have been a little rowdy toward us but we didn't care. The Gallos wrapped their southen hospitality around us and made sure we enjoyed ourselves. A little Aspirin the next morning and some dark sunglasses will help finish that sentiment.
As always and no matter what, Roll Tide people!