Thus begins the freakin football madness. Dave tells me last night that he doesn't think we're going to church tomorrow because he has a lot of work to do and we're having his parents over for dinner. As I thought this comment through, I realized that his desire to stay home today has nothing to do with work...it has everything to do with the fact that he believes that the tv will be filled with football today...and that the computer will be used for checking his stupid fantasy crap. Haha...guess what's on tv right now and who's dominating the computer!? That's right...queen of the castle/oompah loompah. I'm making him watch Paula Deen make some biscuits right now. But not that it matters, because just prior to this he was on the computer and his phone, "discussing" trades and pick ups with Lance. Frick. Now Lance and him are going to be text buddies and all I'm going to hear all day is his text buzzer going off. Whatever. Enjoy it while you can, hubby, because those days will end in three months and one week (hopefully).