Ever since our graduation from Utah State University in '98 and '99, we haven't been back to a football game - not from lack of desire on John's part though. He has talked about going back to a game ever since.
When some of our friends asked if we would like to use their tickets to last Thursday night's USU opening football game, we couldn't refuse.
We left the 3 younger girls in the care of Grandpa Rimington while Kimberly, John and I made the trek up to Logan for the game.
Kimberly pointed out that the student section looked way more entertaining than our boring, fuddy-duddy section. Yes, that's what happens when you get older.
And, speaking of getting older, when Kevin (John's youngest brother) took us to see his apartment after the game, his roommates thought John and I were his parents. After being slightly appalled, it occurred to us that Kevin is 16 years younger than us, feasible-enough looking for the parent/son comment.
I guess we really do look as old as our age calls for, even though I don't feel like we're encroaching on the forbidden 40-something years.
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