The day after the Super Bowl should be a national holiday with everyone getting the day off. It really should.
So, I survived my in-laws, but barely. My husband said we should invite them over for the Super Bowl just to get it over with. He really isn't a big fan of his family, either. Poor Yoda was chased around by a 3 year old all night, and when she didn't want to come out of her cage this morning, I couldn't blame her.
I had wanted to get some knitting done during the game, but that really didn't happen. I had to be a good hostess and get people drinks and food. Darn, I was a good girl and did homework all weekend so I could have Sunday afternoon/evening to knit and relax. Nope.
Sorry I am so boring today, but I really am tired. My eyes are burning, just to give you an idea of the tired. The day after the Super Bowl should be a national holiday with everyone getting the day off. It really should.