Okay- so we are doing this…we are actually going to watch the Super Bowl. Or at least start watching it once dinner is ready. In high school I mostly watched the big game for the commercials. This was important because the next day everyone would surely be talking about the funny beer commercials, dogs, etc. But as college came and went I stopped watching.
So today…in a few minutes, we will sit down with football appropriate food and watch men run around throwing a pig-skinned projectile. I will ask a billion questions and Matthew will answer them, happy because i am taking an interest in something that he enjoys…(can you say wife of the year…).
For a couple of years I have heard of this thing called a Puppy Bowl. And today as I was scrolling through Facebook updates- I noticed several friends are excited about watching this particular event. Genius, I say, genius. Aim for that demographic that has zero interest in the Super bowl or those witty commercials.
Now I prepare myself…getting in old Grey’s Anatomy reruns. Estrogen-ing up!
Love Junkie. 