We love to hang out - however, sometimes I get the feeling that the boys have been invited to watch the game and the girls.... well... we're supposed to knit. or cook. or chat. .... Nope. I want to watch the game.
So - my husband's the luckiest guy because I don't care if the games on all day Sunday... again on Monday night... Sometimes Thursdays... and this year - even a little football on Saturday. Four days a week isn't so bad, right?
A friend of ours received tickets to tour Qwest (Now Century Link) Field in Seattle (our neighbor to the North) and he graciously invited us to join. So we tripped up there on Sunday and had a great time visiting the Seahawks home stadium...
However, my husband had to be sure that everyone knew where his true allegiance lies. At one point as the tour guide was poking fun at him for the Packers hat he slyly responded, "Do we get to see where the Seahawks keep their Superbowl trophies?" Oh snap.
Entering my hubby's "That's right... The Pack is heading for another ring" smile onto Perceptive Perspective
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