So, if you haven't heard, BYU lost on Saturday to Florida State, at home. BYU not only was ranked #7, but had not lost at home since 2005, so needless to say, it was a huge disappointment.
Luckily, we have some great friends who know how to have a good time, no matter what.
We have made it our little "tradition" to have our tailgates AFTER the game because traffic is horrible getting out of Provo. We figure, better to sit and hang out in the parking lot and enjoy some food and fun while the traffice clears out, than sit in the traffic and get home about the same time.
Now, let me tell you a little bit about Jake....he is a real cowboy. Up until a few months ago, he lived on a ranch, worked on a ranch, and played on a ranch everyday. He herded cows up the mountain with horses every Spring on horseback, and about this time every year (probably in a week or two) he herds the cows back down the mountain to the ranch for the Winter. The heffers have babies, they auction of the good ones, and start all over again.
He still helps at the ranch, but now mostly sells cowboy gear. Seriously, the real stuff...boots, hats, shirts, buckles, saddles, the spiky things you wear on your heels to poke the horses (spurs?! And another piece I can't remember...) and all of that fun stuff! (Remember, I'm a California girl...the closest we got to horses were the Cleisdales at Sea World).
Anyway back to my point, Jake is the REAL deal. And don't worry, he was probably the only guy at the game wearing a cowboy hat and boots with his BYU shirt, and it was awesome. And to boot, (no pun intended) he had a LASSO in the truck.
So, naturally, we played the classic game of Cowboys and Heffers.
Now Aaron is from the country, and it is true that you can take the boy out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the boy, so he was pretty excited. Jake showed him how to prep the lasso,
Thanks, guys, for all of the laughs! Jake, glad you didn't get a ticket...and, Tiff, I am so glad even with two kids a piece, we are still desirable to the old men at gas stations working the counter.
And, Cougars, let's rope up the Rams.
Max, please throw to the boys in blue. O'Neil, hold on to the ball. And Jan, do not touch the ball. Do what you do best and pound the Rams and the ball into the ground.
If you can all do those things, you will win the game, and we can all celebrate without Jake trying to tie up his wife in the parking lot.
You guys are the best- Thanks for being our friends, even though we are the biggest dorks ever!!!Had to hurry and throw this picture in. Our two guys love to watch the Cougars warm up. And I really think Jake was about the only person there in a cowboy hat!!!