Sunday evening we were all supposed to go to a Superbowl party at our friends’ and neighbors’ house. I didn’t go. I watched DVR’d episodes of the Mentalist and NCIS, crashed on the couch with Nutmeg, and ate Creamy Chicken Ramen Noodles.
I did catch the Dodge Farmers commercial, which I loved. And I heard all about the godaddy commercial. I’ve always hated those commercials anyway, but I suppose this year’s was fitting considering Beyonce was pole dancing nearly nekkid.
So I learned a few things this weekend. One, don't mix when the medicine bottle says not to. Two, no shots. Ever. Three, I'm never drinking again. Four, give a man sky diving and he is TOTALLY happy.