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Come on Friday!!!

The sky is blue, on what feels like a Friday afternoon.....but alas, it is only Thursday.  It has been a tough week.  Sick kids, teenage drama, and an uninspired mama.  I have a ton of work to do....for my job, organizing my home, making appointments for family members to see this Dr. or that Dr., family admin stuff to catch up on. I am just so darned tired. We have a fun weekend ahead if we can just get to it!  The Ravens are in the Super Bowl.  My husband and sons are floating on air at the thought of a Raven's Super Bowl Win. Game day is all planned.  Being superstitious sports fans, they have layed down some game day ground rules:

- No party.  Not a real party anyway.  We will have a couple of friends over, but only people who are dead dog serious about watching the game.  No pretenders who are there to eat meatballs, drink beer, and chit chat....this is hard core.

- We have to have the exact same game day food that we have had for the past 2 wins-- italian cold cut subs.

- Everyone has to wear the same shirt they did last time.

- They all have to sit in the same spot on the couch/chair etc....

My husband will be the picture of husbandly and fatherly love before the game, and after (if we win), or just before (if we don't)--- but be warned....no parenting will happen during the game.  Mama is in charge, and must keep the kids nonsense out of the way of his view of the TV at all times.  I think I signed a contract to that effect at our wedding ceremony.

Should be fun! Enjoy!  We are huge Ray Lewis fans. I know there is a lot of bring'im down nonsense being said out there.  I love that guys passion.  He is making sports fans everywhere think twice about who is really in charge. Gotta love watching God work, so cool.

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