My prediction on Friday couldn’t have been more spot on: “[The rain starting in the evening after the football game], it’s so not going to happen!”.
It rained all Friday night. When I got up Saturday morning, wearing my fuzzy, warm socks and pouring my first cup of hot coffee, I looked outside and, guess what? It wasn’t raining. There was even a glimpse of the sun peaking through the clouds.
I was cautiously keeping my hopes up that the weather might hold til after the Causeway Classic football game, which we were planning to go to at 4 p.m.
We left for the game around 3 p.m. and stopped on the way to get some greasy food, as we both didn’t really have anything for breakfast.
It seemed to be the perfect excuse to get some In & Out.
I am not a huge fan of fast food, but every now and then you have to have it. It some kind of unwritten rule or something.
So we got to the stadium. We found our seats. The wind started blowing and for the first 10 minutes I thought we’d get lucky, but then it started raining. And then it started pouring. And when the thunder and lightning set in, I knew we were in for a full blown thunderstorm. We weren’t allowed to bring umbrellas into the stadium (which would have been pretty useless at this point anyhow), so we had covered up with some plastic ponchos, but of course, water always finds a way to sneak underneath it.
When half-time came around, during which some scarcely dressed dancers performed some kind of hip hop-burlesque dance throwing around their long hair to this side and then to that side in the pouring rain, followed by the marching bands (which, for me, are always the highlight of any College football game, to tell you the truth!), we decided that it was time to leave.
On our way to the car, it started to come down really hard and we hardly made out the voice of the guy that announced that the game was going to be delayed.
By the time we reached the car, we were completely soaking wet. And what do you do in the situation like that (after you’re done with all the swearing and cursing, of course, that needs to get out)? You laugh. I think I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time.
Since we had about an hour to kill until we were going to meet for dinner with some friends, we decided to go to a coffee shop, get some hot chocolate and try to warm up a bit.
Our jeans, of course, were still pretty damp an hour later, but otherwise we were totally in good shape to go into a restaurant. Plus, they served us hot tea.
Sunday I went shopping in the late morning and then spent the afternoon sipping (more) hot tea, doing laundry, cleaning up, blogging, crocheting and watching TV.
How was your weekend? I hope you stayed dry!