So, Sunday was my mom's birthday.
She didn't really want any presents, she just didn't want to have to do any work. She didn't do any work, and even went shopping with A and V. In the morning, we all went to St. J's church, in her honor, and afterwards we went for lunch in town.
While the girls were shopping, J had baseball practice. My dad had to take him, so I was alone in the house for a few hours. During this, I texted a lot, as well as reviewed for PMEA (which is this week!), and did some practice. I had to put the phone down after a while. I think I'm getting addicted to texting. Eventually, when my dad came back, he realized I had nothing to do, and decided to put me to work helping organize receipts for tax purposes. After that, I was in charge of preparing part of dinner.
Dinner was simple. Cheeseburgers on the grill, with baked beans and salad. The whole dinner was dedicated to my mom. Afterwards, was followed by dessert and the few presents that she got anyway.
Then it was 6:30. Time for the Super Bowl. I had decided that I was going to root for the 49ers, even though it would have been their 6th Super Bowl. I can't stand the Ravens, and the 49ers kind of remind me of the Pirates in a way (both teams that were historically good, but not so much lately, though they are starting to make a recovery).
Me, J, and my dad went over the the Ps to watch the game. They had a ton of food out. I had to resist as much as I could, considering the fact that I had just eating dinner and cake.
The game was really exciting. One of the best I've seen in a while. Although I hated the halftime show. I did predict that the power outage would be a turning point for the 49ers. And the moment they missed the field goal I knew that even though they made the next one, the momentum was lost, and the comeback just became 5 times harder.
I went to bed late. Crazy day.
-NM
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