Wish you were here!

I am always so grateful when Friday comes around. This week seemed extra long for some reason. I'm just so excited for a relaxing weekend in Peker, I really don't think I could have handled another game day. I feel sorry for all those sorry Husker fans who decided to go Seattle, what fools. Tailgating on boats? Lame. Eating fresh seafood from Seattle's amazing fish market? Gross. Drinking with fellow Husker fans in a city we haven't played in forever? Overrated. Like I said, I pity the people who interrupted their work week to travel to Seattle. Jade said when she dropped my parents off at the airport it was already a sea of red of fans traveling to the game. Sounds like a hectic mess if you ask me. What with the long security lines and what not. I bet the one Eppley bar was packed, so that alone is reason enough not to want to go. And who wants to run into fellow Husker fans when your on vacation? It's just awkward is what it is. What an awful thought to think how they're all out their sightseeing in Seattle when they could be at work like the rest of us. I bet they're gonna be real behind when they get home, not to mention hung over. Some of you may or may not know that I have a brother, Jordan, well, he went with my parents too. Yup, life is good when you're a middle child. God forbid we hurt a middle child's feelings. Study after study tells us they're the ones to watch, they're the ones to be extra careful with, treat them special the doctors say. No biggy. I'm sure my parents will bring Jade and I home some Husker cups or something. Maybe we'll get some of the left over presents Jordan decides he doesn't want when he gets back to his beach house in South Carolina. Before leaving my parents dropped our doberman (Jagz) and yorkie (Izzy) at Jade's house. Her treat for the weekend is they're allowing her to watch their dogs. They also asked if she wouldn't mind giving them both a bath and haircut before they get home (Jordan hates it when the dogs are dirty so my parents wouldn't want to offend him.) They asked me if I wouldn't mind going to their home in Norfolk to check their mail,
"but mom, I live like 5 hours away, I don't think it's worth it to drive."

"Well it would really be nice if you could, Jordan has a Maxim magazine that he thinks is being sent to Norfolk on accident, he'd just really like it in time for the trip back to read on the plane."

"Oh, so you want me to get the mail then overnight the magazine to you in Seattle?"

"Exactly. Don't be so selfish, you can take one piece of food from the fridge when you're home if you'd like, except the jalapeno cheese, that's Jord's favorite. Leave that."

What can you do I suppose. I just hope my mom doesn't continue to text me a play by play of their weekend. It started yesterday around 4, which was 2 in Seattle with,

"champagne at the HardRock! Wish you were here."

Nice.

"calamari on the fish market. Too bad you're not here."

My ultimate fav fried fish.

"Can't keap uuop with ur dad andd brothe. To many drienks." I think this was at 5 Seattle time.

I can't wait to respond tonight when Chris and I are out, I'll really get to show her up. I already know what I'm going to say even,

"MMM Red Lobster cheesy biscuits and popcorn shrimp! Heading to the country bar next. Wish you were here!"