I must be mellowing in my old age; I went to a Superbowl party at a neighbor's apartment, actually watched large segments of the game, and didn't hate it. Made veggie chili which was well received, even if it was a last minute "OMG, I totally forgot that I need to cook something for the party and what can I scramble together out of the cabinets" ( Read more... )

I know people aren’t suppose to complain about this, but my pants are starting not to fit. As in, I’m shrinking out of them. And it’s not like I’m not eating, because I most certainly am, yet the increase in activity is changing me. For the better, mind you, but it’s annoying feeling like my pants are either going to fall off, or are staying on but ( Read more... )

We should have this “Superbowl” thing more often. I just went to the grocery store and it was dead. I mean, a dozen people in the entire store including all of the employees. Dead. And, on the way there, I literally so no one on the streets, no cars, no nothing, until I got to the grocery store parking lot. Wild.

The day started early with a ( Read more... )

BC and I went out to two NBA basketball games this weekend. The first was Friday, Suns versus the Wizards (he’s a particular fan of the Suns due to a) they win; and b) he lived there)). The second was this evening, due in the most part to his mother, who got tickets to us in the SECOND ROW not quite, but close enough to center court, and I have to ( Read more... )

“If you ever manage to make me pay more attention to this game, my two closest male relatives will go into shock.” - Me (to BC, while at our second NBA game of the weekend).


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