It's been a couple decades since I really cared about watching football. Once the Rams left St. Louis, I was done. No more entering the weekly high school/college/pro football contest in the local paper (which I won TWICE, by cracky, a prize of $100 each time). Didn't follow it in the papers or on the news. I sometimes watched the Super Bowl to see the commercials. But even these have grown less funny, and too preachy/message-y over the last few years.
My giddiness over this year's Super Bowl has nothing to do with the Chiefs playing. I've never been a Chiefs fan. I suppose it's more interesting than any other Super Bowl, since there IS a Missouri team I could be rooting for. I'm not excited to see Taylor Swift there cheering on her man. I find that whole romance to be contrived and likely fake. A business deal to garner publicity for both of them, and the NFL. I'm not sure who the half time entertainment is. Seems like I might have heard Dolly Parton. If that's the case, it could amplify my giddiness!
Anyhoo... the thing that gets me excited about this year's Super Bowl is that THE PONY MIGHT BE COMING OUT TO THE MANSION! Seems like we only get to see him on holidays, or the occasional casino trip. Especially since December started, with all the extra Christmas mail.
The Pony is not a football fan. I thought of inviting him, but was afraid he would feel bad to decline. But the very next morning, The Pony, out of the blue, said, "I can come out on Super Bowl Sunday to help you get Dad's snacks ready." How sweet is THAT???
Of course I want The Pony to come out! His idea is that we will sit at the kitchen table, and watch a movie on my laptop, or chat and listen to music. MAYBE we'll catch a few of the commercials. I surveyed The Pony for his snack preferences. I've already picked up a few of the non-perishables.
The Pony has scheduled some leave time. But he plans to volunteer to help, if needed, on the Monday after the Super Bowl. That way he can earn some more leave hours for later in the year.
Anyhoo... since the game starts at 5:30, it will last fairly late. I told The Pony he can spend the night here. He doesn't have to move in, heh, heh! Just sleep here until morning, since Farmer H will probably have a drink during the game, and won't want to get out late to drive The Pony home. Same with The Pony. He'll probably have a glass of wine, and doesn't need to be on the road. As he pointed out, he wakes up early. So he'd have plenty of time to drive home and shower and go into work if they contact him on Monday morning. Anyhoo... we still have over a week to solidify the plans.
I really hope all this works out. There's not much that excites me these days.
Even with his work and recreation schedules you still see The Pony far more often than I see either of my boys. I know the younger one is busy with his long commute to and from work Monday to Friday and then he has time with the twins before they go to bed and all weekends. The other lives somewhere on the other side of town and uses me as his mailing address, so I see him maybe once or twice a year when he collects his mail. None of it seems to be very important to him, I just let it all stack up until it begins to fall then stuff it in a paper shopping bag.
ReplyDeleteRiver,
ReplyDeleteThat's like I see Genius, maybe once or twice a year. At least he will text me randomly, every couple of months. I know they have their own lives to lead, but I'm not going to live forever. So I value any time we can have together.
I get so excited to see my kids! There is no other comapny coming that I would prepare for as much as my kids coming. Same when I go see them. It is definitely the highlight of my life!
ReplyDeleteKathy,
ReplyDeleteYes! I miss them so much. Even though the feeling is apparently not mutual!