a post about the Holy War... but not really.

There are very few things a Chris Gourley asks of his wife, those things include, but are not limited to: willingness to scratch his back, sleeping with NO lights on(exceptions have been known to be made during seasons of The Walking Dead, though) and watching football.

Last night, we (and everyone else in Utah county) went to the BYU vs. Utah game. I could give you the illusion that I am one of those cool girls that LOVES football by telling you that BYU needs a new offensive coordinator, and that the last play of the game should have been called as a PI, but I won't. Although, for Chris' sake, I wish I was one of those girls. Bless Chris' heart for being patient enough to answer my questions after every single play, only after I would point out something the cheerleaders had just done.

Even though the Cougs suffered a tough loss, I still left the stadium feeling like a winner. Why? Because me and Chris walked away with a free burger and shake from Carl's Jr., and 2 for 1 coupons to Sundance's scenic lift rides--gotta love tailgating!

This post was intended to go in a little deeper about my love/hate relationship with the Holy war, but for now, I'll just focus on the love aspect of it. Love the free stuff we won, the giddiness of Chris that comes from being at a football game, the people watching that I got to experience (both BYU and Utah fans), and the fact that I don't have to worry about Cougs losing to Utes for another 3 years.