Losers, table for two

I didn't post yesterday because for most of the morning I felt like a bag of shit. A boozy bag of shit. On Sunday Billy and I, (yes, just the two of us) decided to have our own Survivor Finale party which included Smirnoff Ice for me, Crown and Coke for Billy with occassional shots of Fireball, capped off with a cigar in the hot-tub. Good times! Not conducive to Monday morning and feelin' fine. At All.

So I regrouped and went on with my day, I'll hit some (well not really) highlights:

- Picked the the pooch and ate a Whopper to make myself feel human.

- Broke a bar glass, rats!

- Took Halia next door to play with the other dogs. They love romping around in a foot of snow. Halia ran into the cake shop when the door was opened a half a foot and proceeded to eat about a pound of cake, (the left overs that are cut off the top...). Not good for the diet, but good for my sense of humour.

- Ate leftovers and lounged with Billy.

It turned out to be a good day.

Now, what the hell happened on Sunday? It began with a Cinci loss on Saturday night, and the insanity continued throughout gameplay on Sunday....

First of all, Billy called near the end of the Browns game that he was coming home, so I thought I could at least shovel the driveway after he spent all day working. Add snowpants to my bright orange and brown ensemble, and because of the earlier kitty litter incident, I had to wear Billy's Miami DoIphin gloves...I then learned that the best time to shovel our driveway is when the guy across the road is almost finished snowblowing his. He came over and offered to shave a lane for us, ugh Yes! Thanks! He saved me an hour of heavy breathing and a day of backpain. Thanks old guy!

So I decided to shovel (again) the decks and around the hot tub, and being a little superstitious, (I really, really try not to be, but I can't help it) I was seriously concerned that the Browns would lose because I was wearing the Dolphin mitts. Billy came home just as I finished and at the end of the Browns game and (whew!) they won a very important game. AND, because of the Miami gloves, the Dolphins won their first game this year! Lucky for them my other gloves were covered in kitty litter! You Are Welcome! Billy then joked that the Dolphins are ready to take on the Patriots next week... (funny if you follow football, as the Pats are so far undefeated this year, and the Dolphins are the only team every to do so in a season and win the Superbowl...llong story) anyway... I thought it was funny.

So teams that should have won didn't and teams that I hoped would win, (like Kanas City) didn't. Not good, but nail biting indeed!

In attempt not to sound, (or read) like an obsessed fan, (I know one and it's not cool) I will try to repress my desires to discuss football at length. I'll keep it short and sweet from now on, I promise...

Life's good, especially when not hungover...