Even though some so-called friends grumble & groan about it, FOOTBALL SEASON IS UPON US! <--that is Cowboy blue, fyi. I say Glory Hallelujah, don my lucky shirt [and underwear], forego a shower and station myself with chips & tea (I forgot to stock up on Cherry Pepsi) and the Sporting News Pro Football magazine in front of the TV. Bliss.
Please do not be offended when I don't answer your call, or your knock at the door. (I know you know I can see you through the window but there is no moving from the couch unless a commercial is on).
My children are also neglected so don't take it personally.
