Wednesday, August 11, 2010
That time of year already
Tomorrow my worst time of the year starts, football season. The Patriots play a game tomorrow night. That means we won't see Anthony till after the Superbowl, when the Patriots are playing. Even when they're not playing. For some reason when football is on he can't hear or think. Everyone knows I hate this time of year anyway. Fall, Halloween coming, Thanksgiving, Xmas. I just got the heeby geebies.
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What? I can't believe it kicks off already! OMG!
I am the same way as your husband! I know, so bad...two football fanatics in this house, poor kids!
Hahahaha... my friends and I joke about this too...
"Honey, the house is on fire!!"
"What? Yeah... sure... can you get me some salsa?"
:P {We're Eagles fans here in South Central PA, though we do have some crazy Steelers fans too}
GO PATS!!!!!!!
I went to dinner at my parent's house this past weekend and my dad was watching a game. I don't know why but he seems to think he has to have the tv turned way up when he watches football.
I know just what you mean. Just exactly. And I am not excited at all. Darn it!
Ain't that the truth?!? Of course, here, it's the Cowboys! I've trained my fiance not to live, and breath football, but you never know when they might slip!
It was the same way with Penn State at our house growing up and our dad. I'll never understand the fascination with sports...
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