Da Bears!
The Superbowl party was fun. Small, but still fun. The food was great, and I'm sure I ate more than I should have. Who knew bacon-wrapped club crackers baked in the oven would be so damned good? My date bars were a hit too. They would have been great with ice cream. I'll have to remember that for next year.
The game was interesting. It poured with rain in Miami the entire game, which created its own challenges, but the Colts emerged triumphant. It's funny, the Bears opened the game with a 96-yard kick return for a touchdown, and my first thought was "they're going to lose." Actually, I was prescient another time: when the Colts lined up for their first extra point, I said "don't fuck up" right before the snap. And the ball catcher guy fumbled it, so Vinatieri couldn't kick it. Dorene ordered me never to speak again.
Prince blew out the half-time show. It was fantastic. Truly amazing. I was really impressed. He is such a showman. For all the weirdness, and the crazy, he's always been a consummate musician and performer. Oh, the crazy isn't over, he's now a Jehovah's Witness. But as long as the songs keep coming. Somewhere, last night, Dave Grohl was hanging his head in shame.
When I got home, about 9:30 (You drink a bottle of champagne and see how late you stay up!), I puttered around a little, decided I didn't want to clean the kitchen and went to put on my pajamas. When I was kid, I once heard my mom say "Cold hands, warm heart" to someone with cold hands. My hands were always warm, so I thought that meant I had a cold heart. I was really worried about that for a long time. Yeah, no worries anymore, as I found out last night when I reached back to take off my bra. My hands were freezing; I ended up doing an odd cavort around my (very cold tiled) bathroom, trying to get away from my own hands while using them to remove clothing. I am SO glad there are no hidden cameras in my house.
Ok, so this is actually being added after the last paragraph, but this just proves that a) I am able to remember things on my own and b) yeah, not always everything. But anyway... so, if you aren't reading Order of the Stick, you are a huge dork. If you are already reading it, and/or understand it once you do read it, you are big geek, and I have to love you cause so am I. Seriously though, it's an online comic that is just effing hysterical. I've been waiting for the new one today, but so far no updates. Boo!
So, this is kind of funny: I had a list going at work of things I wanted to mention (see, I'm learning about the keeping a list thing!) but it's at work. And since I'm a good girl (cue halo) I didn't update at work. The downside is, I have no friggin' clue what I was thinking of putting up here. I guess I can check my notes in the morning. Tomorrow, I need to put together a file (yeah, like I have any place to actually put file folders) of all the 2008 presidential candidates and their plans for health care. Wooooooooo...
Fuckity fuck fuck fuck. My dryer is broken. At least I found out when I was trying to warm up my pajamas, as opposed to finding out with a washer full of wet clothing.
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