sunday 1 february 2015 super bowl sunday
i feel fine when i turn off the light somewhat after 2 a.m., but sleep doesn't want to come. caffeine from the tea at the restaurant? the half-awake delirium is broken at 5 a.m. by a sneeze and then another. the stuffy sinuses are returning. the hip joint hurts again. the previously unafflicted left hand starts aching. oh no, i'm backsliding. hello again, saline spray. good morning, extra strength tylenol.
now sleep creeps in. soon it's 11 a.m. and there's a bit of straightening to do for the super bowl party tonight. if i don't get up now, i won't get that necessary nap. fortunately, one of our guests volunteers to bring the sunday paper, so i can stay in all day, away from the snow and those temperatures in the teens.
after the nap, i still wish i was feeling perkier for the super bowl soiree, but at least it's a small group -- 11 of us -- and i can pretty much park on the couch. the big new 55-inch TV looks great. the snacky food is good. the commercials and the game itself keep us all attentive until that stupid seattle pass play at the goal line with 20 seconds left. just give the ball to marshawn lynch to run again and you seahawks would be twice-in-a-row champions. but noooo!
another good thing about super bowl parties -- game over, party over. early to bed tonight. and no caffeinated beverages.
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