I love football. Especially the NFL and so Monday nights are often my favorite football nights. Today we got home from camping at Enchanted Rock where we took a long, uphill hike. I'm tired and I'm looking forward to some cheap beer, a well broken in easy chair, and a game.
I come downstairs from tucking in my adorable children at 6:30 (can you say 'adorable,' kids?) and there he is. Mr "I don't like sports" Man. He's watching the View on TiVo. (wtf? there are sooo many things wrong here.) Hillary Clinton is on talking about how it takes her longer to get ready than the other candidates (please, have you seen those divas?) and I begin to fume.
I stand in front of him with my cheap beer and my 'don't mess with me' attitude and demand the remote. 'Gimme the explicative remote, I wanna watch the pregame show!'
He laughed for about 35 seconds straight. All the while, I'm getting madder and madder talking about how embarrasing the View is, especially for women. He finally says, through chortled laughter, "Is this seriously happening? What is that, Bud Light?"
At least I got the remote back. I think my dignity is somewhere near the altar.
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OK, I laughed out loud. I can so see Chris watching The View. And I'm sure it does take Hilary longer to get ready than the other candidates- poor her.
So, you turned me down for watching the Dancing show so that you could watch football? I'm sad, very sad.....
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