A night of firsts. First Power hour ever (yes, apparently I'm a freshman in college all over again). First time tailgating. First Braves game. All in all, an excellent afternoon off from the stress and work that life has become.
On the way home Dancing Nancies came on and suddenly I'm in 9th grade again, at that walk/run that my gym did for some charity, with Jared telling me there's this band I have to listen to and sitting in his car while he plays Remember Two Things. No, Dancing Nancies isn't on that album, but that's jared's favorite song, and ten years later I still somehow manage to flash back to him whenever I hear it.