Ok..so in my last post I said that I would do everything possible to finish by noon yesterday so I can sit in front of the TV and spend the day watching football. I was certainly done by noon and even had time to get some additional things done for Carrie. I got all of my little snacks ready and made sure the beer was cold.
First, I watched the pre-game show then dosed off for an hour (I was awake at 5:30 to finish the floor) during the 1:00 games. It’s now about 2:30 and the only thing I can think of is the 4:00 Giants game! WOOO HOOO all hyped up and starting to fidget around a bit…..then the phone rings. It was Carrie calling to tell me that she would be home in about 30 minutes! DAMN..DAMN….DAMN! Just in time for the Giants game.
Needless to say, I did not watch my game in peace. I did not even attempt to watch the 2nd half! Just goes to show you…..IF IT SEEMS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE, IT PROBABLY IS! A lesson my parents taught me many years ago….and I forgot!
Fatherhood has screwed up so many of my plans for life and I can deal with it for the most part BUT Sunday is football day! I remember a time when I would wake up, maybe get out of bed, maybe even shower and then spend the day watching football, uninterrupted. There were times when I would even meet my buddies at the local bar, drink a lot of beer, eat a ton of appetizers and watch multiple games on multiple televisions while some hot young waitress asked me if I needed a refill for my Sam Adams pitcher. What happened?

Where did my FOOTBALL SUNDAYS go?
Oh yeah, FAHTERHOOD happened! Now I must admit that Nicky is a huge football fan at the tender age of 6 but he does lose interest by half-time then becomes annoying. Jordy and Corey are just annoying and of course Carrie launches a preemptive strike on Saturday by saying “I am not spending the day watching football tomorrow”, without fail. Now I am not a fan that can recite stats or tell you the schedule for every team in the league but I just believe that Sunday is a day of football along with a big macaroni dinner! There is hope for me this Sunday! My wife will be taking the kids away for the weekend to attend her cousin’s baby’s christening while I stay home to “lay down a new kitchen floor”. YOU CAN BET YOUR ASS that I will do everything I can to finish that floor before 12 noon on Sunday.
Wish me luck….