1. I am old. I am so far past college days that this was almost an un-enjoyable time for me, completely outside the fact that it was a football game. I am almost 10 years older than most of the people I was sitting in the midst of....that made me sad.
2. College kids have dirty mouths and wear trashy clothes. I was very tempted on several occasions to tap this young man in front of me and say "son, is it really necessary to use those words?". But Brad's sideways look of embarassment helped me stay put. I felt like a mom! I wanted to ask them if they speak that way in front of their parents, and what would their parents think if they heard them. I felt the same way with some of the girls I saw that wore dresses...short, very short cocktail dresses and heels and walked up the bleachers rather than the stairs so everyone could see all their ....well....you know. shame on them! Jeans and t-shirts ladies, that is much more football game appropriate.
3. I lived a sheltered college life. I loved my college experience and miss it often. However- I went to a good school with rules and dress codes and curfews. I noticed again last night that MTSU is not Liberty U. Not that bad things didnt happen at LU, just not as obviously I guess.
4. My husband loves college. I am so ready to count down the days until he graduates, but I saw last night why he is sad and not as ready to count down til graduation day. He will miss being a student. He worked so hard to get here and he will miss it, and I need to be ok with that. He will miss sitting in the student section, cheering with other Raiders fans when their team makes a touchdown. He will miss going to class and learning-something he genuinly loves to do. He will miss all of the friends he has made there and miss the laid back feeling of walking around campus, working at the radio station, etc. I see his point now...
I only stayed through halftime, I really wanted to see the marching bands. Yes, I am officially a nerd and I am proud of it! MTSU played Troy (who won by the way), my parent's Alma Mater. They almost drove up for the game so they could see the halftime show, but I am glad they didnt make the trip as they would have been disappointed. From what my Dad had told me about the band from his day as drum major- I was expecting greatness, but greatness it was not. Troy may have won the game but the Raiders Band won the halftime show. Not that it is a competition or anything, but you understand.
I love my husband and I love that he loves his school. This semester surely holds lots of fun times to come...









