Or one half of our little family is…
and it’s not my half.
I just sat through a Denver Bronco game with tons of screaming and yelling and I think actual crying in the background.
And we are the only two watching the game.
Lucy doesn’t count.
And I was napping through most of it.
I think I awoke to my husband actually Tebowing.
He was on the floor on one knee in his Tebow stance…
I simply do not get it.
It’s out there.
I do not get a grown man in tears over a football game.
One second he is yelling it’s over and then
within minutes he is screaming and cheering because there is a small glimmer of hope.
I just do not have the sports gene.
And to be perfectly honest…I am sort of glad it skipped me.
How was your Sunday?
Is football season almost over?