From what I have been reading on someecards.com (my sole source of news) this super bowl game sounds like a real eye roller. I mean I thought that the Cardinals were a baseball team.. not that I'm an expert or anything... but still... I am really hoping for some good commercials to make the whole event worth the calories I will inevitably inhale while watching the game.
My day so far: I was stuck in traffic on the taconic for 45 minutes... bringing my commute up to a nice 2 hours and 15 minutes. Which isn't so bad, but then I got coffee... and one of the lids wasn't sealed properly so it leaked through the bag and then fell through the bottom... seriously uncool... and then the Internet was down at work for the first hour and a half of my day... I literally didn't know what to do with myself. It's those moments when the Internet is down, or I forget to bring my phone some where, that I realize how deeply rooted my addiction for the Internet is. This morning I passed by a poster that I see every day for "Oswald Cobblepot for Mayor" and I started to panic b/c I couldn't google who Oswald Cobblepot was when I got back to my desk. The moment the Internet returned, my interest in this character from an unknown comic book ceased to exist. Weird.
I went skiing this weekend with Sean's family... and I learned two things. One, if you fall down and then take your ski's off, its way easy to get back up (even if you are entangled in an orange fence) the second was that you can actually be younger than thirty and still complain of hip pain... which I have been even since I woke up yesterday. The two moments of drama on the trip were when I got a sliver of the plastic rental ski in the form of a splinter in my finger before we even started (yea for my handy first aid kit!) and the second was when a 10 year old girl fell off the ski lift. We were on the ground at the time, and when we asked her if she was okay... I think she was too embarrassed and shocked to speak coherently. But seriously... how many times have you raised the bar on the ski lift before you get off and wonder/calculate/fear slipping off the seat? Especially if you are in the center with nothing to hold on to. Well... this little girl found out the hard way...and while that was scary, the imprint 3 inches deep into the snow of where her body hit the ground was kinda amusing. Oh and Sean reminded me that the trip up to CataMount was significantly shorter than my commute to work. So helpful!
Yesterday I was sifting through old pictures looking for a good image of our old yellow volkswagon camper... and my parents were very amused by how adorable I thought all of my baby pictures were. I don't know why they were giving me a hard time... the pictures really speak for themselves. Although I did notice that my brother spent 1/2 his life carrying me around... to which I am very thankful. In addition, Maureen told my parents last night at dinner that the best toy they ever got her was me. :) Rock on! Too bad for her I had go and grow up... but it was good while it lasted. Oh wait? Did you want to see some of the awesome adorablness that was Tiffany? Okay!