All of my guilty pleasures are either food or tv. I accept this fact. I have been watching The Bachelor since high school. I remember watching it with my mom back when Jesse Palmer was on.
While I used to believe that these people found love-hey Trista and Ryan are still together-I now enjoy it for the large dose of drama. Definitely guilty pleasure material on a Monday night.
I love the Super Bowl. Even when my team is not in it, I watch. Not only do I love the game, but I also watch for the half-time show and the commercials. Pretty much the whole thing is exciting to me, and tonight was no exception.
Brother versus brother in a winner-takes-all fight to the finish, complete with turnovers, trick plays and a comeback of almost epic proportions. Not to mention the power outage. I was rooting for the 49ers because I have cousins who’ve loved them their whole lives. And because I love to see a good comeback. (So close!)
The hubs and I watched with good friends in the suburbs, an impromptu gathering of the best kind. A suburban trip to Costco for them and a stop for beer and more friends in the city for us. Six adults with two children and two dogs. Living room and kitchen televisions linked to get the coverage in both places. So. Much. Food. All made for a great evening and maybe a new tradition? Until next year!
The hubs and I are in Wisconsin! I’ve had so many cheese curds today. The fried ones are the absolute best. I don’t know what else to say other than go to Wisconsin and eat them.
Tonight the hubs and I engaged in some old school games. Like children, we challenged each other in the type of flirtatious competition known best known by fourth graders.
1. Staring Contest
The hubs is terrible at this. Apparently he “needs to blink a lot.” In each game we were going best of seven, and I shut him out.
2. Rock, Paper, Scissors
Again, I destroyed my competition through simple psychology. I always knew what he was about to throw down.
3. Thumb War
This is where my streak ends. Some may think it unfair to challenge a girl with RA to a thumb war, but I insisted on it and held my own with my left hand. Right handed, though, I was total toast.
It was a fun release at the end of a busy week for both of us. Now, we are going to cuddle up and watch Anchorman. Ahhh, childhood.
Elphie has this thing where she chews up every single toy we get her reducing it to unrecognizable bits in a matter of minutes. So for Christmas, to occupy her while the hubs and I opened our gifts, we got her this little rubber ball man that we were certain she would destroy quickly.
Well, he’s still surviving and is, in fact, her favorite toy. We spend many nights going about our business while also throwing this toy for her. (The hubs and I call him Maurice and are trying to teach her his name). Today, we came up with a sort of keep-a-way soccer game where he and I kick Maurice back and forth trying to keep him away from Elphie. She loves us kicking him because she is totally incapable of predicting which direction he will fly. It’s fun and a little bit active too.
year of fun 