Homecoming

I haven't been to a High School football game since I was in high school 7 years ago. I have never lived close enough to attend the homecoming game. This year since my 2 younger siblings were involved I decided to attend. I left work early on Friday in hopes to beat the traffic. My hopes her immediately shot down as my GPS said it would take me 2 hrs and 25 minutes, well the GPS was wrong it took 2 hrs and 45 min!  Gotta love Southern California, everything is so close (mileage) but you can't get there because of traffic. (You know why they call the 405 the "405", it takes 4 or 5 hours to get ANYWHERE)

Chad insisted we needed to stop at my parents home so he could put his salsa that he made in the refrigerator. Well when we met back at the car he was wearing my older brother's Letterman jacket. I locked him out of the car and told him to take it off but he insisted. When we showed up at the game I felt like everyone was looking at him like an imposter (which he was), but my family got a good kick out of it. I think my brother David needs to take that jacket back to Utah next time he comes home.

We watched my brother do an awesome job hosting the half time show with his friend Lyle (despite the power going off during halftime) and saw my sister Mckenna on her Freshman Float. Also I was able to see some of my favorite teachers, and coaches. The feeling of being back at the high school game brought back great memories of when I was in high school. I loved those days, ask Chad he still teases me about it.

Think my dad had a fun time?