So the only person in this house who cares about sports is the housemate, and he was planning on watching the Superbowl in his room while the rest of us just ate really fancy Superbowl snacks (pulled pork is in the oven for nachos, the smell’s gonna kill me all day). And then on Tuesday a friend called and was all “I want to make chili nachos for the Superbowl but it’s a big batch. It’s too bad I don’t have anyone to share it with….
So I told him to come over and watch the Superbowl here. Because he wanted me to. I don’t know, man. We don’t have cable. We had to figure out how to even play it on the TV. The entire household has been WTFing me multiple times a day ever since.
Maaannn I just wanted to be nice to a friend and eat more food, now my husband does the eyebrow thing at me every ten minutes for making him be in the vicinity of Teh Sport.