Ready to Hook ’em
The house is (reasonably) clean. A candle is lit. I did enough dishes to turn my hands very pruney indeed. I am wearing my adorable Longhorn tee, a birthday present from the ever-thoughtful Megan. Pizza coupons are resting on the table (I am never one to pass up a discount, you know) and my tumbly is already rumbling. People are arriving shortly, bringing more food and laughter and stories of the day and good-natured football rivalries.
Now all we need a good showing from Texas. We’re here for ya, boys. Hook ’em!
