Superbowl
What, you say? This was a month ago? Well, poppycocks. Deal with it.
Austin and I had a fun Superbowl Sunday. We went over to Tyler's where we each made our own individual pizzas. (Ty, your white sauce rocked. Send me the recipe and the pizza dough recipe STAT.) To show you how important the game was to me, I cannot now remember who even played. I do remember that it was a pretty exciting game to watch. One of the best in a while. Though I still don't really care for sports all that much. I enjoyed Bruce Springsteen's Halftime show and the super-cool-3D-commercial-product-promoting commercial break. (Lol, actually it was fun watching stuff in 3D at home.)
Before the game was over we headed over to Jan Beckstrom's (Austin's first cousin once removed) house and visited with Justin (his second cousin slash best friend). A good time was had by all.
And here are pics to prove these things happened: (Except the second part. I have no pictures of that.)
I would ask how your Superbowl Sunday was, but it was so, like, forever ago that it would be, like, totally stupid to even ask.
(Special mention goes to Mom who actually took most of these pictures. :) )
Austin and I had a fun Superbowl Sunday. We went over to Tyler's where we each made our own individual pizzas. (Ty, your white sauce rocked. Send me the recipe and the pizza dough recipe STAT.) To show you how important the game was to me, I cannot now remember who even played. I do remember that it was a pretty exciting game to watch. One of the best in a while. Though I still don't really care for sports all that much. I enjoyed Bruce Springsteen's Halftime show and the super-cool-3D-commercial-product-promoting commercial break. (Lol, actually it was fun watching stuff in 3D at home.)
Before the game was over we headed over to Jan Beckstrom's (Austin's first cousin once removed) house and visited with Justin (his second cousin slash best friend). A good time was had by all.
And here are pics to prove these things happened: (Except the second part. I have no pictures of that.)
I would ask how your Superbowl Sunday was, but it was so, like, forever ago that it would be, like, totally stupid to even ask.
(Special mention goes to Mom who actually took most of these pictures. :) )
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AND I did hear lots of screaming and whooping upstairs. Towards the end of the game, there was complete silence....
And four very sad sad sad men came downstairs.