February 4 13

So, the Superbowl happened. If you are on social media at all, you know that it happened. And you were firmly in one of two camps—either you spent the night talking about the Superbowl, or you spent the night talking about how much you don’t care about the Superbowl.

Really? Why must we do this? Why is it important to let people know that you dislike something that most people like? We get it. You’re a special kind of hipster—I didn’t like that mainstream things way before you didn’t like it.

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Last night was filled with blackouts and impressively bendy Beyonce concerts and Oreo viral ads and conversations with my daughter about football players wearing leggings as pants. I did not go to a Superbowl party. I was invited to one, but I would have been the only female there and, I don’t know, the entire thing just felt a bit too testosterony for me so I stayed home to watch with my three little monsters. We did not eat chicken wings or drink beer or eat nachos. We didn’t play that end-of-quarter number game (does this have a name?) We didn’t get to see any of the US commercials—but we got a Twitter play-by-play about the good ones, the bad ones, and the gross ones (GoDaddy, it seems). Luckily we seemed to have dodged some bad commercial bullets, as I am not a fan of two repulsive sounds—the chomping, chewing of food and slurpy kissing. So.

Since the Packers didn’t make it to the Superbowl, I had no real dog in this year’s fight.

Either did Isabella.

I mean, you know, other than the fact that I had Joe Flacco on my fantasy football team and, well, I really like The Wire.

In an effort to get my kids to be interested we ate cookies and popcorn in the family room (Do not tell their father) and made bets on the game. I almost felt badly that Emily did not have the Ravens, as the first half of the game made her worried that she’d be required to give me on-demand massages and the chills for two whole weeks straight.

I am really good at making bets. She gives the world’s best massages.

But then the lights went out and finally! we had a football game and there were yelps and screams and nervous giggling and laughing and crying and for one little moment, Emily was sure she was going to win this thing.

But alas.

She didn’t.

So if you are looking for her over the next two weeks, she’ll be behind me, cracking an egg on my head and letting the yolk run down and letting the chills go up.

Massage

Or something.

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  1. I got the chills just reading the last part.

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    ali replied on

    It’s seriously why I had kids. So I’d have someone to give me chills and play with my hair. Ha!

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    Comment by Dawn on February 4, 2013
  2. Cute video! I am one of those. I don’t enjoy anything about any sport. Maybe soccer, a little, because, well, they’re hot and super athletic. So yes, I tweeted that I don’t care about the superbowl… and I think that’s ok. I didn’t mute anybody or any hashtag, I just used twitter like I normally do. I did watch the half time show after seeing some praise Beyonce and some put her down. I LOVE Beyonce… she’s so awesomely fierce.

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    ali replied on

    Most of the updates didn’t bother me, I think.

    It was when it was over and over and over and all over my feeds and streams etc.

    While talking to friends last night, one of them was like..when the entire internet is talking about The Bachelor and Downtown Abbey, I’m not all, “WELL I HATE THAT SHOW.”

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    ali replied on

    Or, you know, DOWNTON.

    Hahah.

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    Comment by Sandy on February 4, 2013
  3. It’s not that I have to talk about why I dislike it – it’s more that I enjoy poking fun at the passion people have about something like this.

    I’d like to go to a Superbowl party that YOU throw, though.

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    Comment by Avitable on February 4, 2013
  4. The point when the kids get old enough to bribe and/or trick into giving us back scratches and head rubs should be a marked milestone.

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    ali replied on

    TRUTH.

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    Comment by Angie [A Whole Lot of Nothing] on February 4, 2013
  5. come to our house next year!! there were an even amount of women watching the tv vs those gabbing in the living room.

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    ali replied on

    um. Do not tempt me. I will totally come. Plus US commercials!

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    Comment by obabe on February 4, 2013
  6. I didn’t know that the egg cracking thing for the chills was a THING. I was sure we invented it as kids!

    I am very glad, for SO MANY REASONS, that you won the bet!

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    ali replied on

    hahaha. I love that you thought you invented it. You totally need to put that on your twitter bio now.
    :)

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    Comment by Kristabella on February 4, 2013
  7. I love football and I don’t watch the bachelor or downton abbey. I just didn’t care about either of the teams playing. That’s not true. I hate the Ravens.

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    Comment by jodifur on February 4, 2013
  8. I don’t hate football, I just have no idea how it works. I do, however, love the food that accompanies the Superbowl.

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    ali replied on

    Oh, I’m totally okay with people not liking it or not watching the Superbowl…I just don’t get why the need for people to remind everyone (multiples times) on twitter and facebook about how much they don’t like it…

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    Angella replied on

    Oh, I know. Which is why I emphasized the food in my (one) status. And I don’t knock those who love it. To each their own! (I love hockey, myself.)

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    Comment by Angella on February 4, 2013
  9. I was rooting for the Niners, but I’m a New York Giants fan first, sooooo. Yesterday could have gone a little better. :)

    Enjoy your back massages!

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    Comment by aly on February 4, 2013
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