My dad was not a sports kind of guy so I didn't grow up with weekend activities dependant on what game was televised. Ken is not really a sports kind of guy unless his kids are playing. That was a plus coming from previous lives (marriages) that revolved around football and baseball. I thought it would be nice to watch the OU games together, kind of like a common interest thing for us. We invited Ken's Dad and sister over for the first game and I went and bought matching OU shirts for us to get into the spirit of the new interest! So we went to War Eagle this weekend and I had to work Friday and Ken took off at noon to get us packed. I placed my jeans out and told Ken I would need socks to wear with my tennis shoes and take our OU shirts to wear on Saturday. He wasn't sure it was a good idea to wear them in Arkansas at the craft show, but he packed them and we wore them. It was quite funny, because people were asking Ken things about the game, which he has no clue. Or as we walk by a both or people they would say Boomer and Ken felt obligated to return Sooner. It was funny to me, but I don't think he enjoyed it so much.
The craft shows were not as big or good as they have been so we were done earlier than usual and got back to our hotel room in time for the game. I was glad we got to see it, even though I had a hard time staying awake for all of the fourth quarter.
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