- When tailgating at the first post-season game for the L-R Bears in 50 years, the practice football field for the PEF/Bears Club tailgate is the PLACE TO BE! Mimosas, screwdrivers, Krispy Kreme donuts, and corn hole make for awesome tailgating.
- Having 4 nosebleeds in 2 hours makes for one very dizzy, tired, and annoyed Amanda.
- When L-R Bears win, we do it with class. Not like #17 from the other team who tried to punch the ref. Classy fail.
- Netflix needs to have more shows that I am interested in because all I do is get completely absorbed in one show, watch every episode in a 3 day period, and then have to find something new.
- If I could go back and get a new major, it would be storm chasing. That stuff is just awesome.
- "Guinea pig" is really hard to spell.
and last but not least...
- When you think someone is breaking into your house, you realize that the bathroom is the room with the least amount of defense weapons, and of course that is the room that you are in.
So let me start out with saying that it is a good weekend to be an L-R Bear! The football game on Saturday was absolutely incredible, and I was so excited to be a part of it. Brian and I tailgated with some of his fraternity alumni, which included drinking on the practice football field and donuts. You really can't beat that. Downside is that I ripped my tailgating dress. Sad day. Looks like I'm shopping at Wit's End when I go home. Thanks Grandma! Here are some pictures and video from the game:
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| Everyone celebrating the 21-6 win by the Bears over Fort Valley State. |
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| Brian and I taking a Starbucks detour before the game. |
So moving on to how I learned about the whole bathroom-intruder thing. Sunday night Brian went out with some of his friends while I stayed at home to relax and get a few things done before Monday (today). I decided to take a shower and wash my hair so that I could sleep in a bit longer this morning, so around 8:45 I blasted the heat in the bathroom and hopped in the shower. Just as I'm about to finish washing my hair, the dogs start going absolutely insane. I figured that they had just seen a cat or something, so I didn't think much of it. However, then they started running around in what sounded like circles, which usually means someone opened the door. I thought that this was really weird, because no one should have been in the house except me. Brian wasn't supposed to be back until almost 10, and it was barely 9. So a bit confused, I turn off the shower and grab a towel. Just as I step out of the shower it sounds like someone is walking around in the living room, which shouldn't be possible because, like I said, no one should be home. Well, of course I freaked out, quietly locked the bathroom door, and texted my roommate. Since JJ is a police officer, Kassie is one of the most rational people to ask intruder-related questions. I figured that since I lived next to a police officer as well as the fact that I have a big dog should make my house a really stupid target for a potential robber. Unfortunately, Kassie said that JJ advised me that dogs and neighbors aren't really good deterrents for people trying to break in. Especially since I'm home alone and I live at the end of a cul-de-sac that people rarely drive down. Awesome. There is a potential intruder in my house, I'm in a towel, and there are very few weapons in a bathroom. JJ said to call the police, but since I was trying to convince myself that I was imagining this, that didn't seem like a viable option. Plus, if it turned out to be nothing, that is embarrassing. So, I did what most rational people would do. Picked up my face toner (since it is made of an alcohol-based solution and would cause someone serious irritation if spilled in their eyes) and grabbed the lid off of the back of the toilet. But really. You wouldn't necessarily think of that, but it's large, it's heavy, and it's made of most-likely porcelain. You're gonna at least knock someone the eff out with that thing. (I would like to point out that I learned this from watching Abby on NCIS. Thanks TV for potentially saving my life.)
Long story short, after creeping around my entire house in a towel while wielding face toner and the toilet lid, I didn't find anything. Since the fireplace is open to the outside through the top, I'm guessing that the wind blew down the chimney and rattled the glass doors, sounding like something much creepier than it actually was. At least that's what I'm telling myself. That didn't stop me from cuddling with the bb gun on the couch until Brian got home though.
So as you can see from above, I had a fun-packed weekend, minus the nosebleeds and possible intruders. The upside is that I learned that if you are in a bathroom, grab something to irritate someone's eyes and the heavy toilet back lid. Aside from that, I can't really help you.
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