Are you suffering from a Super Bowl hangover this morning? I most definitely am, especially since my Super Bowl consisted not of how much football I could watch, but how many pigs-in-a-blanket I could stuff in my face, generally resulting in my feeling like a pig-in-a-blanket myself this morning. I’m not complaining though. I mean, the Super Bowl is a time for the best football players to display their football prowess, just like it is a time for me to display my eating-tiny-foods-in-large-amounts prowess. And, just like the football players prepared, practiced, and trained for that game, I spent pretty much all of January eating my feelings of sadness over being stuck in that month, not to mention the fact that I am just about as pregnant as you can be, so ya, it pretty much goes with out saying that I was not only prepared, I was the MVP.
Can’t wait for the Olympics to start so I can start start watching expert ice skaters whilst simultaneously exhibiting my expertise in ice cream eating. It’s gonna be something reeeeal special to see.
I love sports.
Now, how much did you eat last night? I suspect that if you are a Broncos fan you ate more than most. Tell us all about. This is a safe place.