Tuesday, February 6, 2018
Today I am grateful for re-grouping. Boy, that Super Bowl game nearly sent my entire family to the emergency room! Check out some of their “game faces” before it even started. FYI-That’s a pretty normal face for Himself. What a game. What an experience at the American Legion, near one of our son’s houses. What a fantastic time watching my family so excited.
Look, I’ve made no secret of the fact that I’m much more a Broadway and movies gal than I am a squeaky-shoe (basketball) and endless football gal. But Himself loves those things, so I suck it up sometimes, just for him. He does the same for me.
Like the time we went to see the British film, “Gosford Park”. I knew it wasn’t his type of movie so I was thrilled when I looked over and he was leaning forward with an intent look on his face. As we left the theater I said, “Boy, you were really into it. It looked like you were very moved by that movie, the way you were leaning forward and everything. Did you like it.” He gave me a blank look and said, “I wasn’t intent. I didn’t understand a fookin’ word. Not one fookin’ word.” Swell.
So I watch football and he owes it all to that movie. And the fact that when the boys left home he seemed content to watch alone for a long time, but now, he likes to comment, so even if I’m not paying close attention, we watch together. Swell.
Full disclosure here. I loved every single thing about the Super Bowl Game. There was a “So You Think You Can Dance” move where one guy leaped and another caught him mid-air, which I found very creative. The Eagles were ahead, until they weren’t. There were close calls and screams and cheers of joy and beer and enough snacks to keep everyone grazing all day long.
Whenever this happens again, I’d make two changes. First I’d bring a large paper bag to shove over the head of my son when he hyperventilates. Second I’d bring a defibrillator so that it would be ready when someone has a heart attack from the sheer experience. Talk about tension. And I thought the news was stressful!
After it was all over I was sitting next to my beautiful granddaughter and she said, “Grandma, are you crying?” And I was. I always cry when someone realizes their dream. It’s probably my favorite thing in the world to witness, so I told her that. She looked at me with a bewildered and a little surprised look and said, “Me, too! Isn’t that the best?” Yup. Almost! But only I understand why. . . because I watched my family watching the game and THAT was the best. She too young and isn’t there, yet.
It took all of yesterday for Himself and me to re-group. Every minute. And now we’re gearing up for the parade. I’m going to layer that poor man up so much he’ll look like the Michelin Man, but we’re going! Super Bowl Champions – Eagles! The City of Brotherly Love is Vibrating!