The “how to ignore My Dear Husband during football season” advice is in. Thank you for your texts and phone calls.
It looks like football fans are a pretty tough group. The advice I was given was, while friendly, definitely firm. Apparently I need to, ahem, “man up and grow a pair.” And “cowboy up and just watch my darn game.”
Now, lest you thing the advice that came in was only tough, it also included a bit of love. Yesterday I saw a cute little fedex woman jogging up to my door with an unexpected package.
Here’s what was inside:
Attached was a note that read, “eat some freakin’ nachos!”
(feel the love?)
If you want me, I’ll be at the store buying nacho cheese.
