Yes. I am going writing this lifestyle blogs post about the 2013 Superbowl right now. I know. Shocker, but before you get your panties in a wad, let me reassure you that I’m not turning into a football blog (Yeah right! Could you imagine?), and I’m also not being cool like everyone else and ranting over the Superbowl commercials that everyone adored. Why, you ask? Well because I watched the Superbowl 2013 on Canadian TV and apparently our country doesn’t think that we enjoy humourus Superbowl commercials. It’s a little bit of a let down, but we’ll all survive.
Wait a second… I thought I said I wasn’t going to talk about the Superbowl commercials. Damnit.
What I am going to talk about though is the halftime Superbowl because let’s get serious here, that’s the only reason I watch the damn thing every year! Remember my thoughts on Madonna last year? Yeah. Don’t get me started. I’m not really going to get into it because, well… “That’s like so totally last year”… But I will tell you that I think Beyonce is hot as shit and totally killed the halftime Superbowl. I didn’t want it to stop. I was jamming away with baby Peanut in my arms like I was Sasha Fierce. Rawr! Seriously though, I thought it was a wild show. The Destiny’s Child reunion was a neat element,but it did lack the OOMPH! that we were all looking for, not only for this halftime Superbowl, but for every halftime Superbowl. I would have much rathered had Jay Z come busting up from that stage and dropping some beats…. Or whatever it is that he does.
Okay. That’s enough of this 2013 Superbowl biznazz. I had to laugh because every year we have an annual family Superbowl party, and this year, we had the blessing of having baby Nugget here to share it with us. Only… He really took the cake because who seriously cares about a football being thrown around when you have an adorable, beautiful baby boy that is smaller than the ball that very ball? Need I remind you that I am definitely not a football blog…. You know.. If you didn’t gather that already.
Instead of actually watching the game, and unlike me, my family is very much into football and the NFL, we awed and oohed at the baby. Oh, that wasn’t all though! I changed a poopy diaper and me, my sister and my mom all bathed the baby. Why all three of us, you ask? Well because we all wanted to do it. All I have to say is… Too many cooks in the kitchen. It was really cute though… Minus the screaming, shivering baby part. You’d think babies would like warm water considering where they were just weeks prior… But we won’t go there. That’s for Sex Ed class.
Nearing the end of the game, I decided to lay down and get some more writing down. Auhh, the life of a lifestyle blogs writer. I’m always clicking away on this thing and I love it. My furry babies decided to curl up beside me and we spent the rest of the night, not watching the football game, or even enjoying the Superbowl commercials that everyone enjoys. Instead, I cleaned poop out of a diaper and worked.
Wow. My life is getting excited! Whew! Watch out! I’m a fire!
…And that’s all for this football blog. Yes. I’m rolling my eyes as I say that. I do want to google those Superbowl commercials though. They’re always so good! What ones are worth checking out?
P.S. The Sandy Hook Choir…. Wow. I may have possibly sobbed my eyes out.