NFL starts tonight. Tom and I have negotiated the terms of football season down to 3 games a week. I am going to try to hate televised football less openly this year because while I do hate televised football enough to want to kill it, I love my husband and want him to be happy and he enjoys it. And knowing that it's only 3 games a week should help. And I do love all the other football things. I love bratwurst, and beer, and hooded sweatshirts. I just hate watching people actually playing football.*
*but mostly I hate playing single parent so that Tom can devote his full attention to not missing any of the game.