Living like a coed

I am writing this post on a trip home from a football weekend at Notre Dame.  While the Irish lost to Tulsa we had a great time acting like coeds...staying up too late, drinking too early and being too silly. The best part about our grown up weekend was the chance to revisit our youth. We went with the Richardsons and the Lynchards and, since none of us actually went to college together, it was a small glimpse of how it could have been. We are driving back home to life as we know it and while I am always grateful for the chance to get a way and the chance to go home.