By now, you're either drinking in celebration of a Giants win, or drinking to forget the pain of a Patriots loss. I'm not a drinker, but I am pretty upset that I won't be able to wear my Patriots shirt without getting mocked tomorrow. {Because I'm such a dedicated football fan - the title of this post accurately expresses my feelings about the sport in French}
I did get to watch the game with the hubby, along with a few bags of Doritos, mini cupcakes and all the nutritious snackage that one might partake in the consumption of during a prestigious sporting event such as the Super Bowl.
We really only watched until the end of the second quarter, when I suggested we bring out the ol' XBox and play us some Skyrim {If you dont know what that is, I suggest you ask someone with some sense of popular culture to explain to you, because you really should know by now.} Needless to say, my hand-eye coordination could use a little practice. But running into walls can be just as fun as slaying dragons, so I'd call my first game a success.
... I think I ate too many chips.
love,
nat
p.s. in case you didn't catch the H&M commercial featuring David Beckham, here's what you missed.
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