Branching out

I'm trying to be a better girlfriend (and prove myself to be a good future wife and mother) and cook dinner for my boyfriend who works a 12-hour day. The goal tonight is to cook something other than spaghetti, chili, hamburgers, or Zatarain's red beans and rice or jambalaya. So tonight's menu is.. drumroll, please.. chicken and rice! I hope it turns out good!

Go to Hell Ole Miss!

Oh, the Egg Bowl... the fight for that coveted Golden Egg trophy. And we went to it... in Oxford. Granted, I really like Oxford, and I even really like the Ole Miss campus, and I think The Grove is a lot of fun... if only I didn't hate the Rebels so much, I might could be an Ole Miss fan. Something about "Hotty Toddy" just really grates on my nerves. I have come to the conclusion that I really and truly am just a pure, born-and-bred, Mississippi State fan.
This was our view of the game... Even though we were in the sun for the whole game, it was great except for the fact that there was a super-abnoxious loud girl in front of us setting a terrible example to her two young daughters. I think even her boyfriend was embarassed. Plus I was scared she was going to try to pick a fight with me for ringing my cowbell.
Here's a better view ;)
And who is this dude? He was just walking around everywhere he wanted to go. Is this the new mascot? Colonel Reb in disguise? Or Santa Claus wearing his Ole Miss garb?
This is where the majority of the State fans were sitting. Poor us... we were stuck in the middle of a bunch of Ole Miss folks.
Okay, we let you win this one, since it was on your home turf, after all. At least we ran over you pretty good last year in Starkville, and we'll get you again next year...

Picture Post

I've been trying to think of something to blog about, but there's been a lack of ideas lately. The new job keeps me kinda busy during the day, and I guess other than that, there's not really much else interesting going on right now. But I've got some pictures from last Saturday night, so I figured I might as well stick them up on here. Unlike other people, I don't have cute babies to take pictures of, so I have to make due with what I've got!



(What's up with the giraffe neck, Jody?)
We love Pop's!

What Men Are Really Looking At

How typical...

Welcome to the Brooks & Dunn Awards Show

...Hosted by and featuring Brooks & Dunn, along with a few other folks.

Anybody watch the CMA Awards? As much as I like them, I wish Brooks & Dunn could've shared the wealth with some other very talented artists. I think there may have been one or two awards that they were nominated for and didn't receive. I was proud of Carrie Underwood, though, with her score of the Horizon Award and Female Vocalist of the Year (wow.. total shock to everyone and Faith Hill)... in her $850,000 dress. As gorgeous as it was, does anybody really need to wear 800 diamonds on her dress? I guess if you win Female Vocalist of the Year, then it's worth it. And then there was the performance by The Wreckers... with their terrible makeup. Horrible makeup jobs. Their makeup artists should be fired... or maybe they did their own.

But I loved the performances by George Strait (can I have one of him, please?), Faith Hill, Carrie Underwood, Sara Evans, Brad Paisley (one of him, too?), Sugarland, Miranda Lambert (awesome crazy ex-girlfriend song!), and Josh Turner (gorgeous eyes and lashes). :)