Sister Weekend

Once a year, my sister and I sneak away from our husbands and kiddos. We meet in Lincoln, go to a football game, do a little shopping, and enjoy a bit of 'girl time'. Last year, we discovered Glittens (which I still say are one of the best inventions ever) so expectations were high for Sister Weekend 2009!

We get approximately 24 hours together before we have to head back home (about 3 hours for me, 2 1/2 hours for her - in opposite directions, of course) so we pack in a lot in that short time. We continued our tradition of meeting at a local Shopko, where we stimulated the economy and, I'm happy to say, my sis helped me find a couple of things for that upcoming business trip I was telling you about. A quick lunch was followed by hotel check-in and the application of Husker tattoos (temporary, of course). Things were going well until I applied one of my sis's tattoos upside down. Luckily, I noticed fairly quickly and we were able to remedy the situation before heading out to grab the bus to the stadium.

Game day in Lincoln is a sight to behold, and we were pretty darn excited to be going to the game. It was a gorgeous day for football (no Glittens needed) and Texas Tech was coming to town. The game, I'm sorry to say, did not live up to the hype but we hung in there til the end, cheering on our Huskers.

A side note here: I have never been so disgusted with Nebraska football fans in my life. Our fans are supposed to be known nationwide for being respectful, understanding the game of football, and recognizing the effort taking place on both sides of the ball. On Saturday, we heard boos (at least the fans were booing our own coaches, and not the opposition). We heard fans, primarily in the student section, chanting for a quarterback change. And all of that was heard on national television. Yes, it was a disappointing football game. Yes, our offense was completely ineffective. Yes, it probably was time to try someone different at quarterback. But honestly people! These are 18-22 year old kids, playing a game. If you can't cheer for them, win or lose, then next time I'd prefer that you stay home. And Go Big Red. That's all I have to say about that. :)

After the game, we grabbed a bite to eat and then headed back to our hotel room. It wasn't long before we were lounging in our jammies, watching NASCAR (my sister's guy sucked once again... I'm sensing a pattern), and paging through a pile of magazines. We laughed at overly complicated recipes in Martha Stewart's magazine, tossed perfume samples back and forth, and talked talked talked. It was great! And it went much too fast. Morning came and we eventually crawled out of our beds and headed home (after a couple of quick stops for additional shopping opportunities).

Is it time for Sister Weekend 2010 yet?