Smashing a lot of unrelated events into today's post. We'll see if it actually makes one good post or falls short.
Super bowl: Damn, that was a good game. Even watching them grind against each other without a score for quarters on end was fascinating because you got to watch Tom Brady get flustered. Also worth it to watch Eli Manning look around with his cute little pretend-a-stash as if thinking, "Am I really in the super bowl? Mom? Dad? Peyton?"
The last couple of minutes had us (and the whole bloody country) on their feet. The only problem was I wasn't with my son to watch it. We kept texting each other through the entire game.
Commercials were hysterical. Okay, not all of them. But the tiny head crack had me rolling. Loved the Clydesdales, as always. Who can resist bigass horses with heart? Speaking of hearts, what the hell was up with that heart that jumped out of that woman and stalked across the room with it's little ventricals a waving. That's just sick and wrong, people.
But Eli Manning is adorable. Someone give that boy milk and cookies. He and his team won the super bowl.
Fiction: She loves it, she loves it! My agent is reading Spell and loves it. YAY! Worked more in Laguna over the weekend, but didn't finish chapter two. Am a great big fat failure cause I should have finished it. Bah!
Nonnfiction: Going well. Have what I need to polish off two articles this week and get paid. Hoorah for getting paid!
See, I told you I just had wee bits and peices of a blog. Can anyone tell me what the title of the blog is from?