OU/tx Weekend Getaway.

The hubs and I had the unexpected opportunity to go and partake in the Red River Rivalry {say that 5 times fast} at the beginning of October. So, we packed up and sent the bug to Ouma and Oupa's, the dog child to Nana and Papa's,  and headed south on I-35 the Friday before the game. We left between 8 and 9 am because the driver {aka Adam} was afraid of the possibility of stand still traffic during most of our trek.

 It worked in our favor, because we pulled into Irving around lunch time, which was just in time for this mandatory stop.

Two In-N-Out burgers, fries, and a couple of sodas later, we were back on the road for the last few minutes of our ride to the hotel.

We took the opportunity of being kid free to actually nap ourselves and then we washed up and headed out for a night in the Big D. We went to check out the historic West End; however, being as how we are old people now- our 6pm eating time didn't lend itself to much excitement. And, as things began to pick up around there, we realized how much that sort of thing was not our scene anymore. So, we packed it up and headed to the Cheesecake Factory for some sweets and drinks. Much more like it.

This was our first trip down to OU/tx together without being in band {or with a person who actually lives in Texas} so we had no idea what to expect as far as traffic, parking, etc. on the day of the game. The overwhelming response seemed to be to take the DART, but we weren't too keen on the idea of being on it for 2 hours along with the wait to get back to where our hotel was in Irving. 

We decided to take a gamble and instead of driving to the DART station at 7am, we braved the highways. Yet another point for the driver of the weekend- we parked {for free!} a block away from the stadium/fair and had basically no traffic. This guy was there to greet us along with the sunrise...

We were then left to just enjoy the atmosphere and pre-game festivities...

Pre-game team warm-ups...

The dividing line of Crimson and burnt orange.

And, although the clouds parted and the sun beat down on us like the longhorns did that day- we had  a blast just soaking up each other's company. And, well, there's always next year. Until then...

Boomer Sooner!