Funday Sunday...one! more! time!
Poor Husband. He doesn't have to work at Lambeau Field today for the Packer game, and he doesn't know what to do with himself.
Most Sundays, if there's a home game, he is either working his day job for a local television station or he's moonlighting for the visiting network that's airing the game. This week, somehow, he's not.
So last night we told him wow! He gets to watch the game with his family! Together! In the den!
He's not sure it's good.
It might have something to do with the idea that we want the Packers to keep winning. He is, at best, neutral. It relates, again, to his job. You can read the details here, but suffice it to say that the more they win, the longer the season, and the longer and more complicated his workload will be.
It might be that we are, well, vocal fans. Okay, we're loud. Loud! We shout. We moan. We jump up and down. We have our very own touchdown dance! Sometimes the rabbit even joins in! Okay, most of the time she cowers in a corner when we get up and start bouncing. Husband cowers in a corner with her.
Maybe it feels like a wasted day. After all, he normally works a lot of Sundays. He'll still work on the coach's show and the other local follow-up productions later this week. If he's just parked in front of the TV, it isn't a good use of his time. Daughter and I, on the other hand, find watching Brett Favre a very good use of our time. We call it bonding.
Well, if he insists on staying busy, maybe we can talk him into working on taking down the tree. I'll take down my Packer ornaments, like my mini-blimp, my crystal snowmen, and my jingle bell guy, and pack them with care. Then I'll re-do the fireplace mantle in Title Towels and cheeseheads.
After all, 'tis the season.
Stumble It!
Most Sundays, if there's a home game, he is either working his day job for a local television station or he's moonlighting for the visiting network that's airing the game. This week, somehow, he's not.
So last night we told him wow! He gets to watch the game with his family! Together! In the den!
He's not sure it's good.
It might have something to do with the idea that we want the Packers to keep winning. He is, at best, neutral. It relates, again, to his job. You can read the details here, but suffice it to say that the more they win, the longer the season, and the longer and more complicated his workload will be.
It might be that we are, well, vocal fans. Okay, we're loud. Loud! We shout. We moan. We jump up and down. We have our very own touchdown dance! Sometimes the rabbit even joins in! Okay, most of the time she cowers in a corner when we get up and start bouncing. Husband cowers in a corner with her.
Maybe it feels like a wasted day. After all, he normally works a lot of Sundays. He'll still work on the coach's show and the other local follow-up productions later this week. If he's just parked in front of the TV, it isn't a good use of his time. Daughter and I, on the other hand, find watching Brett Favre a very good use of our time. We call it bonding.
Well, if he insists on staying busy, maybe we can talk him into working on taking down the tree. I'll take down my Packer ornaments, like my mini-blimp, my crystal snowmen, and my jingle bell guy, and pack them with care. Then I'll re-do the fireplace mantle in Title Towels and cheeseheads.
After all, 'tis the season.
Labels: cheeseheads, family life, holidays, Packers
Stumble It!
posted @8:36 AM
2 Comments:
Packers! I went to Green Bay once. It's very cold there. But the cheese! Mmmmm ... I loved the cheese. And what on earth is up with putting spaghetti noodles in the chili?
Isnt bonding great!!
Happy new year!!
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