Alert: Cougars on Campus

Reagan and I were wise to start off the week with a Funday Sunday. After both taking it easy Saturday night and then working on Sunday until mid-afternoon, we met up at the Black Sheep Lodge for $3 bloody mary's (spicy, just the way I like 'em) and sangria on the front patio. We enjoyed our beverages, laughed... a lot, watched a couple hippies chase their dog as it darted through traffic, caught up on the past week, and just relaxed. We will hopefully make a tradition out of it!

Fast forward to Tuesday evening. A few of the therapist girls from my work invited me to their "Tuesday Night Dinner" and on this particular Tuesday they were meeting up at Opa, a restaurant I had been wanting to try! Reagan and I enjoyed a delicious Greek appetizer and a ginormous $2 glass of sangria on their awesome patio, complete with a stage for live music, ping pong tables, bocce ball, and.... hula hoops. I wasn't feeling gutsy enough to whip one of those around these hips, but maybe next time. After a good time with the girls from work, we ventured downtown to Reagan's apartment for her skype date with friends from home (C'ville girls: Why have we never thought do to this?) and we thought we'd walk somewhere to grab dinner. Before leaving her apartment (which by the way is very close to the UT campus and Reag calls it a glorified dorm), we decided on Thai food and started walking toward Madam Mam's. On the way, we passed Mellow Mushroom and a sign outside reading, "Trivia Night!". Reagan and I are both big fans of trivia. We walked about 10 feet past it and stopped to debate whether or not we were willing to risk looking like cougars on the prowl or like girls who peaked in college and were wanting to relive it at Tuesday night trivia. We decided it was worth the risk. After going back and forth for a while about what our team name should be, we finally decided on "Too Old To Be Here". The girl leading the trivia had a good laugh when she saw it and told us that she was also too old to be there, which was semi-encouraging. Reagan and I ended up doing much better than we expected and surprised ourselves by how lucky we got with a few of our wild guesses. We ended up bombing our overall score when the entire last round was based on the movie "Young Frankenstein". I mean, seriously? We got one question right, and that's because we not-so-subtly asked our waiter to help us out. So at the end of the game, the girl is announcing all of the scores and the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place winners... and then announces that the BEST team name of the night goes to.... "TOO OLD TO BE HERE"!!!!!!!!!! We won! We won! Unfortunately, Reagan had gotten up from the table at this point, so I clapped and screamed "Woooo!" like a complete dork, sitting by myself and celebrating solo. Heads turned, and I'm sure the college kids were thinking "Yep, too old to be here." But I was too excited about our win to care... and clapped and screamed again with Reagan when she returned. Go team!

Speaking of teams, tomorrow night is our first kickball game! Kristen, Reagan, and I signed up and we're on a team with complete strangers... should be interesting.
Will keep you posted, wish us luck!