LT and I were planning on going down to tailgate anyways, so when I got a 9am phone call asking if I wanted a pair I figured why the heck not!?
Tailgating was a riot. Somehow (ahhem jello shots) our lil area turned into a giant dance party.
We shuffled, slid, superman'ed and gangnam'ed our hearts out.
The game was, well... Colts might need a little more than Luck to get them through the season.
We didn't let that stop the fun though, and we carried on the fun through the ride home with a mini karaoke session. As LT and I were gasping for breath through John Michael Montgomery's "She's an eight, she's a nine she's a ten I know. Got ruby red lips, blonde hair blue eyes and I'm about to bid my heart goodBYEEEEEE" I fought off a smile. The biggest smile.
This really is some kind of beautiful life I live, and I'm so thankful for silly days like yesterday that remind me of that.