Did the Patriots win?
I was in lockdown this weekend. Husband offered to take the kids to see their grandparents so I could finish writing something that’s been hanging over my head for a while. You would have to be crazy to turn down an offer like that. Writing? In peace and quiet? I tried to be subtle as I pushed them all out the door.
The house remained in the same disastrous state in which it started. Nothing got cleaned. Pajamas were worn all day. Showers were not taken. I refused to set foot outside unless there was some kind of emergency. Like the emergency pizza and birthday cake being consumed next door.
I got 36 hours of freedom for the second time in maybe five years. I was damn well going to make the most of it. Thirty six whole hours, which I ended up spending with all of the spontaneity of someone under a tight deadline, and all of the excitement of someone who doesn’t know how to have fun. And it was 100% awesome.
Up until the part where I had to pick of the pieces of my shattered husband. More Super Glue, please.
No! They lost!
Posted by: kelly | February 03, 2008 at 11:04 PM
It was one of the better Super Bowls I've watched in recent years, but, no - they lost. I'm glad you got your work done. Too bad it had to be on Super Bowl Sunday. The commercials rocked too.
Posted by: Sally | February 04, 2008 at 06:20 AM
Kelly: Yeah, I heard aaaaaaallll about it. In excruciating detail.
Sally: My 36 hours actually expired before the game. I emerged from my cave to see a little bit of it, but then left to put the kids to bed. I didn't really tune in after that because haven't we already won a whole bunch of Super Bowls?
Posted by: Tammy | February 04, 2008 at 08:23 AM
It was tragic! I feel like I need some Super Glue for myself too. I wish I hadn't watched it (or at least I should have skipped the 2nd and 3rd quarters).
Posted by: Sandicita | February 04, 2008 at 09:53 AM
As far as I am concerned, it is November, and the Red Sox just won the World Series.
Posted by: Husband | February 04, 2008 at 10:22 AM
Maybe you should tell Husband that it is just a game.
(Ducking!)
Posted by: andrea | February 04, 2008 at 01:20 PM
Andrea: I have learned, through trial and error, not to say things like that. Including the variation, *Maybe it was somebody else's turn to win.*
Husband: That's right. Find your happy place.
Sandicita: Sounds like there's going to need to be a lot of therapy.
Posted by: Tammy | February 04, 2008 at 04:26 PM
I managed to talk my entire family into switching sides last night (we live too close to that other team to make it easy), just for the opportunity to root for the Pats. At the end of the game my sixteen year old daughter turned to me and said "Mom, I'm going to have Eli's babies and you're just going to have to deal with it." Tell your husband I'm terribly, terribly sorry.
Posted by: Alecto | February 04, 2008 at 04:28 PM
That sounds absolutely amazing... a weekend like that would be one of the best presents a husband could give his wife and mother of his kids! Glad you treasured it :)
Posted by: Kristen | February 05, 2008 at 10:28 PM