[TriDDDeltgirl]

By the end of the second day. DD4 hadn’t returned to her dorm. I was contemplating on how to alter a skirt by adding pleats made out of various bits of dish towel so it would fit around my waist and Grandma was pitching me her idea of a Tuscaloosa wine and food tour (“Tuscaloosa Tasties”) when I got a text from DD4 “Mom, I’m at (insert fraternity here), I’m scared. Please come get me.”

Mom mode kicked in and I ran out the door and got in the car, barefoot. I drove to fraternity row, got out of the car, and located my wayward daughter. What was DD4 scared of? She told me that she felt like no one liked her and that she’d moved too far from home too soon, and that she wasn’t like these Alabama girls.

We arrived back to the hotel and grandma gave DD4 the only advice that she could spare. “It’s too late to go back and restart rush but it’s not too late to save rush.” Grandma said. We were both expecting some in depth revelation and DD4 to tell us that she loved her houses and was grateful to be invited, we sat there like Hoda Kotb and Kathie Lee expecting DD4 to give us the kind of revelation that would really wake up the nation.
DD4 looked at us, we looked at DD4. “Oh no, I still don’t like my houses because the girls are unfortunate. I’m not changing my mind about that. Who do you think I am? Saint DD3?”
DD4 said with all of the disdain she could muster. Grandma and I kicked DD4 out of the hotel and back to her dorm so we could sleep. The only thing I had over her was a comfortable bed and, by dang, I was going to use it.

The houses:

Nick Saban
Crimsonettes
Big Al
Crimson and White
Homecoming
Crimson Tide
Houndstooth

Nick Saban:
She thought that they were too Texas and too tacky. She also said “Obviously you can mess with Texas because they didn’t cut me this round” and Grandma simply said “The audacity” and went back to bed. Nick Saban is apparently the most popular sorority at Bama but DD4 didn’t like them because they weren’t popular enough for her.