I watch one football game a year. The Superbowl. I actually look forward to it because, honestly, I like football. I'd watch at least once a week and cheer on my favorite team if I could. I love yelling at the tv, I love beer, I love fatty, salty snacks and men in tight pants. Football is great! But I only have time to watch once a year.
Neither team this year was on my favorites list, whether that be favorite to cheer or favorite to boo. But I like to root for the underdog, and I really liked Seattle the one time I visited so I cheered for the Seahawks. Poor babies. They had every wrong call in the book thrown at them. I had great fun yelling at the tv. The kids were a little shocked at 1) my loudness (and for some of you this should be a big "Huh?" moment) and 2) my comprehension of the game. I did have a life before you kids. Really. And I really do enjoying sharing these moments with them. Little bodies, or big bodies in the bigger boys and girlfriends case, spread all over the furniture. Why can't they sit like normal people? Sharing snacks, crackling fire, in our new-to-us house. Except for the fact that we are all here all the time, including girlfriend, it was our first party in the new-to-us house! Wooooooohoooooooo!
Sadly, the commercials were very disappointing this year. Only the Nationwide's got a real giggle out of me and then some just missed the boat entirely. Though Jackass is once again a favorite word in my household. And the half-time show. Sigh. When the Superbowl powers-that-be choose Mick Jagger for a tame, family-friendly, risk-free, half-time show you know you are getting old.
Apparently older than Mick. He moves much faster and smoother than me. The kids were shocked at the old guy rocking on tv, though the girlfriend giggled "Hey! I know that song!" While eldest looked at her as if she was nuts. Luckily daughter saved the day by showing off her "skills" AKA "moves". She tried to imitate Mick on the screen. If only I knew where 1) the dad hid his videocam and 2) how to use; I would really have something to share right now.
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