Saturday posts after a long night spent at Kirkwoods with the entire state of Nebraska in town are even harder.
My secret today is that I didn't prepare a post... And I'm sitting here double fisting a cup of coffee and a tall Bloody Mary wondering how I'm going to pull myself together to go tailgate all day in the rainy cold Chicago temps that are currently going on.
So instead of a post, let's look at a series of photos from last night.
I'm about to take a photo with Tye when my mom kindly informs me, "your bangs are not right."
I get pissed, naturally. And I try to defend my curtain bangs.
My mom attempts to fix my bangs.
Tyeler tries to look at them and tell me if they're okay.
She laughs like the evil menace she is.
And then we take the photo.
And my nickname is officially "Broom." The bang struggle is real, you guys. It's so real.
I look like Blossom in this photo. Ugh.