Great idea! I'm going to watch that next year. I'd much rather see dogs cavorting than grown men with excessive testosterone knocking each other senseless.
You've got a good man there, Julie! My ex-husband was a sports fanatic and he always had the TV tuned to some sporting event or another. I was never so bored out of my mind as the Super Bowl party he dragged me to one year; I sat there reading the hosts' magazines the whole time, and I don't think anyone even noticed. When we divorced, I was determined to find a man who didn't care one bit about sports. It took me seven or eight years, but I finally did, and married him. We usually go out to a movie on Super Bowl Sunday because there are no crowds in the theatres, and no traffic on the streets.
I watched a bit, in between Gilmore Girls tapes. I got a bit nervous when one little dog started to...uh...get friendly with another and had to avert my eyes. Fortunately, so did the camera.
My husband (who hates sports even more than I do) volunteered to work so his colleague could watch the Super Bowl, and the rugrat and I watched DVDs. This sounds far better for next year!
Ok, this post is not specifically about Puppy Bowl, which by the way I haven't yet seen because I live in Canada and don't have cable, but which my boyfriend who is from Brooklyn talked about incessantly after seeing it last year. It is, Julie, to let you know I just finished your book. It was given to me by my boyfriend's sister, who figured "I would enjoy it". I took that to mean that she saw how depressed I was getting about temp'ing for far too long and thought she could help cheer me up. It worked. Your book was great. And for lack of a better word, relevant. And although I live in Canada, I empathize with all the NYC-isms, as I once lived in various burroughs as an under-the-table nanny. Ah, to have a Bachelor's degree in psychology. Good work and congratulations! I will start to think of an alternate title....
Julie! Where have I been for so long! So glad I have found you, and found you doing so WELL! Could not be more proud of you. . .Tell Eric, Jordan, your wonderful mom and dad I said hello! I miss those days around the kitchen table! All the Bown's send their love.
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Great idea! I'm going to watch that next year. I'd much rather see dogs cavorting than grown men with excessive testosterone knocking each other senseless.
You've got a good man there, Julie! My ex-husband was a sports fanatic and he always had the TV tuned to some sporting event or another. I was never so bored out of my mind as the Super Bowl party he dragged me to one year; I sat there reading the hosts' magazines the whole time, and I don't think anyone even noticed. When we divorced, I was determined to find a man who didn't care one bit about sports. It took me seven or eight years, but I finally did, and married him. We usually go out to a movie on Super Bowl Sunday because there are no crowds in the theatres, and no traffic on the streets.
TB
That's good. I like his sene of humor, a bit warped like my own. Don't think I could bring myself to try an aspic (?) no matter who made it tho lol
I watched a bit, in between Gilmore Girls tapes. I got a bit nervous when one little dog started to...uh...get friendly with another and had to avert my eyes. Fortunately, so did the camera.
Great article!
My husband (who hates sports even more than I do) volunteered to work so his colleague could watch the Super Bowl, and the rugrat and I watched DVDs. This sounds far better for next year!
So are you entering your puppy next year?
Ok, this post is not specifically about Puppy Bowl, which by the way I haven't yet seen because I live in Canada and don't have cable, but which my boyfriend who is from Brooklyn talked about incessantly after seeing it last year. It is, Julie, to let you know I just finished your book. It was given to me by my boyfriend's sister, who figured "I would enjoy it". I took that to mean that she saw how depressed I was getting about temp'ing for far too long and thought she could help cheer me up. It worked. Your book was great. And for lack of a better word, relevant. And although I live in Canada, I empathize with all the NYC-isms, as I once lived in various burroughs as an under-the-table nanny. Ah, to have a Bachelor's degree in psychology. Good work and congratulations! I will start to think of an alternate title....
Julie! Where have I been for so long! So glad I have found you, and found you doing so WELL! Could not be more proud of you. . .Tell Eric, Jordan, your wonderful mom and dad I said hello! I miss those days around the kitchen table! All the Bown's send their love.
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