I was so busy yesterday preparing for the Super Bowl, I didn't really have much chance to pay attention to the pre-game stuff. So I didn't get all worked up like I usually do before a big game. gregmarr surprised me by getting his hair cut when he ran out to get welding gloves... sneaky man. :) WC toddled about the house in her little cheerleader outfit, enjoying having the run of the nice clean floors.
So I wasn't worried. I had picked the Pats, 24-10, and had no reservations. It was merely a matter of watching them get it done.
Until Bill Belichick ended up on the wrong side of the field for the start of the game. I mean, really, how does that happen? That's when the seed of doubt was planted, and began to take root in my very soul.
Every shot of Bill, he looked nervous, unsettled. Something wasn't quite right, I tried not to watch. I had acid reflux. It was awful.
I did not expect the game to be as close as it was. Truth be told, I didn't think T.O. would be a factor, and I didn't worry about Westbrook, because I figured the Pats D could contain him. Eventually, they did, and won the day. Are we spoiled fans? You betcha. :)
I was a *little* disappointed that Brady wasn't the MVP this time around (he'd have tied Montana's record), but he really didn't deserve it - no one player did. Branch was an interesting choice.
As for the tots, WC and her little buddy Andrew played nicely together (heh) for a while, and she eventually got tuckered out. She slept fitfully all night long, and I ended up having to get up at least once every hour to soothe, re-cover, and binkify her. She's been having trouble breathing with this nasty cold she's got, but the fever is gone, so hopefully things will get better. Still, she didn't get nearly enough sleep to handle the daycare routine today, so I'm home with her.
Final thoughts: I need a shower, my kitchen is a wreck again, and Josh Duhamel was on Today. Mmm... ;)