So the Vikings are playing for the spot in the Superbowl: this is the most excitment we had in the house in ages. We NEVER watch football as much as this season because of my mom's team---the Vikings and Bret Favre. The last 2 Sundays my mom has put on little football parties at home (of course it's just us but still it's fun) for the games. Today I get to wear a Bret Favre jersey :)
So Robert texts me last night, saying that I need to go over to their house today because "someone has a surprise for you" but he won't tell me anything about it. Then the crazy thinking starts, which keeps me up all night and now it's making me sick with curiousity. Could Robert, the brother I never had but feels like a brother to me, really have done something so spectacular, so nice, for me? Could he really have done that?......I really need to stop doing this to myself every time someone tries to be nice. Of course I already tramatized my cousin and godson into believing there's no such thing as "soul mates" and "true love" the other day (but I was sick so I wasn't thinking straight), but of course there's that small part of me that really is holding out hope about it (see how I'm not even acknowledging the situation...I'm trying to keep some sanity in my life).
Maybe I'm not truly over the whole thing. I would think I'm 50/50 over it because I can be fine, moving on and doing things but then something will happen (a memory, song, or anything that reminds me) and I'm a mess again. On Thursday it will be 2 months and I know there's a bet going on in the family to see how long I will get over the break up but I'm hoping by the 3rd month I will be my old, happy self again.
Poor BF. I told Greg he had the same face Romo, Philip Rivers and Mark Sancheezy (lol) had once they knew the game was over: the we are not going to the superbowl face. Greg called it though. He said it would be the Colts and the Saints. I'm still ticked off over the Chargers game LAST week.
ReplyDeleteI love football parties! We can't have one. Because the whole season would be a party! (Greg and I watch every game, every Sunday.) I'm a sports-ette :)