Ah, Friday night football in New Orleans - an experience unlike any other! We parked under the highway and made our journey to the Superdome for our now annual Saints preseason game (properly clad in black and gold and beads of course).
Upon arrival, security promptly discovered Kim's Diet Coke hidden in the tampon pocket of her purse. I guess I overestimated my sneakiness. So no caffeine for Kim. Luckily though, there was enough energy (and drunk hilarious people) to keep us awake and cheering the whole night.
So after climbing (literally climbing) to our seats in the VERY top section of the dome - we settled in and John whipped out his nuts. Yes, my baseball man had managed to smuggle in a huge bag of peanuts. Best part? He also brought ziploc baggies to put the shells in. You'll make a great soccer mom John! Here he is proudly showing (and sharing) his snacks...
And here we see the recipients of John's peanuts. He made sure that no one left the game without their fill. I swear this bag of peanuts was like the loaves and the fishes.
We did more than just eat peanuts though, we settled in and watched the game.
...and the creepy Jay Leno-esq Saints mascot.
...and the players
...and the patriotic half-time show! John thought you'd like that Ellen :)
We decided to take a picture together after the drunk girls behind us took a fancy to my peanut eating machine ;) Side note, said girls also spilled jambalaya on my back during the 1st quarter - drunk people do some crazy things!
So we had fun people watching as well as watching the game
Check out how full this place was! New Orleanians don't mess around when it comes to their Super Bowl Champions.
Good times with friends and, you know, 3/4 of the population of New Orleans :) See you again next year Saints!
