This Time of Year...

This time of year I get a little homesick.  I love midwest falls, I love the trees, the apple cider, the smells, and most of all, the football.  Buckeye Nation is a pretty cool place to be during football season.  In Virginia, I found an Ohio State bar that felt almost like home, and I got used to that.  We had our own little traditions in a home away form home.  If I couldn't be in a bar in Columbus, that was definitely the next best thing.  

Here in Idaho it's just not quite the same.  And this is the second year that the fella has been gone on the first game day (I realize this is the second, but we were in the mountains last week) which compounds the loneliness a little more though it doesn't occur to me until he's already left.  Not that he should stay home anyway just to watch me mope over my lack of football!

So, since I can't watch the game (and really I'm not that upset because watching here by myself just isn't the same), I'm going to put on my jersey, be sad for a few minutes, cheer up, and attempt to recreate Chipotle.  Though after my cooking adventure last night (imagine marinade exploding from the broken food processor) I don't know that I'm very optimistic at the moment.  And I'll wait until the day that I can be back in the midwest where Big Ten games are standard and the trees are golden.