If your curiosity is running wild as to what I've been doing when I clearly haven't been blogging in the past several days, allow me to put your curious minds to rest.
Late last week we had a couple of mixers--one with Kappa Sig themed "what used to be cool", which brought about a variety of funny outfits including Soffe shorts, Girl Scout vests, leg warmers, poodle skirts, and overalls.
The following evening we had a chapter wide mixer with the BYX Christian fraternity at a put-put golf course nearby. The sole put-put golf course in Houston was torn down years ago, but I recall always being enthusiastic whenever my parents took me or a birthday party was held there. What I didn't recall was how difficult it can be! Years of watching my brothers do air golf club swings around the house didn't seem to help me out, but luckily, I wasn't the only who wasn't a grade A golfer, and our lacking abilities provided for many laughs. Friday was spent babysitting for a Kappa alum and it was a pleasant change of pace to be in the comfort of a home and leisurely watch some TV. And that brings us to game day!
MC and I at the SAE tailgate
Kappa pledge sisters Caroline, Megan and I at the Sig Ep tailgate
Grace, Merl's best high school friend, set me up with her boyfriend, Alex's, roommate Drew. Follow that? Put simply here is Grace and I with our dates for Saturday's football game.
Willa and I at our first afternoon home game. We put up a valiant effort against OSU, but didn't manage to come out on top.
Saturday was a double roomie date day. We started off the day with a trip to Honey Ham for their world class breakfast tacos that Merl introduced to me a few weeks back. And after the game, we did the unthinkable and actually left the campus bubble for a much needed quality dining experience.
South Congress Cafe was the restaurant we chose for our outing.
We chose a variety of entrees, which allowed us to sample everyone's plate to satisfy all our tastebuds. Merl went the seafood route with crab cakes; Kels was channeling her inner Austin hippie by selecting the vegetarian gnocchi and I was in touch with my Southern self as I couldn't pass up the quail served over a bed of collard greens and goat cheese grits.
I think it's safe to say we have dessert at least once if not twice a day here. We hate to be inconsistent, so we made our way to the Hey Cupcake trailer before going home.
They had sold out of all flavors except this pumpkin concoction, and we ate every crumble and devoured the cream cheese icing.
Even after our long day, the night was still young. Merl and I celebrated our last night of freedom with our suite mates Madison and Blakely before our midterm/essay heavy week.
Both Madison (aka Mayms or Deal) and Blakely are from Houston also. The six of us (Claire from Midland is not pictured) get along famously and I couldn't fathom three better girls to share our oh so lovely pink tile bathroom with.
By the time our evening ended, it was early Sunday morning and ever since I've been a slave to my schoolwork. I hope this thorough documentation made up for lost times; I will do my best to not to make a habit of it!