Sunday, Football!
Sunday when I woke up, I didn’t really want to. Husband decided he didn’t want to go hunting instead he wanted to do things around the house and change the oil in my truck. Well I had expected him to go hunting and I was going to a company picnic, so I told him ” there is no way in hell that just because you are changing your plans at the last minute, it mean I have to.” So instead he just came to my work picnic, and we had so much fun.
Breakfast
two eggs over easy with two pieces of Canadian bacon
Lunch
Cheeseburger with no bun
and a large salad with light dressing
Dinner
Two pieces of pizza and lots of salad
We played football all afternoon, and it was the first time I ever enjoyed.For me usually playing sports is just a flashback of high school, when all the jocks on the team would just scream and yell at you for like missing the ball. It was just another obvious chance to point out how NOT cool I was, unlike them.
