Boxed wine, football and a fur ball rounded out my Nashville weekend of fun.
As I got my vino on, Ted became less and less impressed with being the remote control holder as I thought it grew more and more funny.
Getting my ass out of bed for an early Saturday am hot yoga class (I can still seriously sleep ’til noon like an 11th grader in high school) proved how much I love my mediocre (this year) Iowa Hawkeyes. With an 11am kick off looming as I sweat like a pig, I just kept thinking about all of the tailgating goodies waiting for me.
My hard work was rewarded as soon as I stepped foot into my parent’s house. Mom was just setting out all of the spooky tailgating treats.
My mom was anxious for me to try the dried beef cheeseball. She remembers having it at her grandma’s when she was a kid and I remember having it when I was at parties as a kid, which apparently means it was the first appetizer ever. In the history of the world.
I got the precious bottle of moonshine out, in hopes that we’d be able to keep our extremely classy family tradition of shots after Hawkeye scores alive.
And whatta ya know, our team scored on the opening drive.
But then the game got boring. So yawn worthy that my dad and I couldn’t rip our eyeballs away from our phones.
And my mom couldn’t keep her eyes open.
But then, the game suddenly got exciting, dramatic and went into overtime. It was so exciting Dad had to get up and do a dance. Complete with jazz hands.
And as the Hawks scored for a game winning touchdown, we were happy to do another moonshine shot. And then another because our team won. Don’t you like our reasoning?
After keeping my shine glistening all day, I hunkered down on the couch with my favorite fur ball and watched scary shows in my heavily Halloween decorated mini manse.
Teddy Kruger got so scared that he ran for cover in his Juicy Couture Pussy Palace.
After so much horror gore, Mr. Bear couldn’t get out of bed on Sunday so he lolligagged for most of the daylight hours. Which is OK because I need him bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for our upcoming Halloween shenanigans this week…
I mustered up my own energy and made a version of gumbo. I don’t know what’s come over me (as I typically like to pour my supper from a box into a bowl and douse it with milk) but it turned out pretty damn good (if you like bland, Midwestern, not-at-all-spicy food).
As the weekend wound down, I found myself terrified after realizing I’m 27 days late on a homework assignment from the big guy who wears a red suit.
Hopefully I’ll be forgiven as Halloween is like Christmas to me. Think that will count?
Happy Haunting this week!
CBXB
I love that you guys know how to celebrate as a family!
I’m lucky that we can have fun together – and that we live close enough to do it!
You guys begin good the weekend with all these delicious appetizers! Popcorn Suttan’s I’ve never tried, I think I will be on fire and scary movies are a must during Halloween ! You are already on the naughty list of Santa ? But you are such a ” good girl ” ! π
We love our appetizers! Popcorn Sutton is a pretty potent whiskey that will get you into trouble if you’re not careful! Scary movies are a must on Halloween – I hope you enjoy!!
And I have submitted my Santa list…hopefully removing me from the naughty list! π
I’m not used to drink Whiskey but this Sutton invites me !
Yes tomorrow I will see a scary one if there will be a good one π ! See you Xoxo
I’ll fill out a list like that from Mrs. Clause! And I just love it when your dad’s in a post! He cracks me up! Love the jazz hands!
Isn’t the list fab? Mrs. Clause has always been good to us! My dad’s head just grew 18 sizes from your compliment as he loves being in a post! π
Your gumbo looks delicious.
It was pretty good! I’m going to do a post about it at some point, I think. The best part is that the batch was big enough to cover a few of my lunches this week. Score!
Looks like all those spooky treats, not to mention the shots and the boxed wine, may well undo all the good your workout did for you. π
My workout efforts were completely shot by my overindulging! But, between us girls, that’s the only reason I like to sweat…so I can eat and drink without feeling too guilty..!