Tailgating

This past Saturday I participated in that great tradition known as tailgating. There have been a couple of times in the past when I joined someone at their tailgate, but never before have I actually brought something to contribute.  That was before I met Kimberly.

Friday night and Saturday morning she prepared the following: cucumber and black eyed pea salad, potato salad, spinach dip, pimento cheese dip, zucchini boats, both veggie and ham rollups, mini BLT bites, and baked bread for the dips. I baked a pan of brownies myself. We brought all of this plus drinks, plates, cups, forks, napkins, toothpicks, crackers, chips, and some seasoned pork chops to cook on site.

We were supposed to meet our tailgating companions before hand and then ride with them to the tailgate site. However, we were running a little late. It is raining as we travel to the campus. We pay for a parking space fairly close to the designated location. As we park, the rain slacks off and we start to pull stuff out of the trunk of the car, but then it starts to downpour. We jump back in the car and sit it out for several minutes.

The rain finally ends and we load up the stuff plus a couple of camp chairs. We have a cooler, a box, three bags, and two chairs between the two of us as we trek a quarter mile to the a shady spot adjacent to the Student Center Parking Deck and the Student Services building. Fortunately, it is downhill the whole way.

(Author's note: I'm going to go ahead and publish this even though it is unfinished. I see it has been a year since I posted anything and I may never actually finish this entry either.)