It's Monday. The day we all recover from the weekend. It's not suppose to be that way. Sunday is supposed to be the 'day of rest', and though I did drift off on the couch a couple of times yesterday, I was more-so trying to recover my little home from a weekend of neglect.
Also, we had a sick pup. He seemed a little out of sorts yesterday morning and when we got home from church, we had some messes to clean up. Poor baby ate some trash or perhaps a dead animal while playing disc golf on Saturday and reaped the consequences all over the floor. Sorry...you don't want to hear about that. He's better today anyway.
Did you watch the Superbowl? I tuned in and out.
Best Commercials: Doritos/Pug, and Volkswagon/mini-Darth Vader.
Christina messed up the words to Star Spangled Banner, but recovered well.
Harrison Ford seemed inconvenienced by the whole red carpet thing.
Jen Aniston was adorable as always. She gets botox, right?
Bill O'Riley had a nice chat with Pres. Obama...I guess...whatever.
Sound during the half-time show was atrocious (switch those microphones to the ON position!).
Fergie scares me a little.
Noticed an increased amount of player/player crotch-grabbing.Heated up some queso with a little salsa mixed in. Called it "dinner".
Then had some powdered sugar mini-donuts and called that "dessert". No complaints.
Really couldn't have cared less who won the game, which is why I didn't really watch it.
Green Bay won? Well, good for them.
Shirt: Express, Elaina hand-me-downSweater: H&M, thrifted via ARC's Value Village
Dress: Vintage, thriftedTights: Target
Shoes: Nine West?, via Herberger's
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