In fact, when I came here for school, my biggest pet-peeve was game-day, but I quickly learned that game-time on Saturday was the perfect time to hit up Target or the mall! While I'm not in a rush to jump on the Husker bandwagon, I've also learned in my time here that at least knowing the weekend's score on Monday morning makes all conversations easier to be a part of :) So, much to the chagrin of my family, I've fallen into that habit. That said, my friend has been saying for a while now that she needed to get me to Lincoln.
Yesterday, coffee in hand, we headed West pretty early, and we met up with her parents and brothers for a fun tailgate before the game. Her dad was determined that I would soak in the Nebraska-ness of the day, and I even had my first runza. Those of you unfamiliar with that word, don't feel bad - it's like a maidrite pocket.