SAINTS!!!

So! The Saints won the Superbowl! I know, I know, this happened 2 days ago, and is technically old news. However, I was atrociously ashamed yesterday about my Superbowl behavior, and didn't really want to get out of bed, let alone blog about how happy/proud I was. I went to a party with a bunch of people who weren't fans of either team, and were there just to watch. I knew it was a mistake, but I should have guessed that bringing the Cruzan 151 that mysteriously popped up at our house would be a mistake as well.

At one point, my beau leaned over and happily said, "I think people are drinking the rum!" It sat on our shelf for so long that we weren't sure if it would ever see it's life's purpose of getting people drunk/buzzed acheived. Looking back on it, I think Dan was mistaken. I think that it was me who drank all that rum. Anyway, I'm glad that those people aren't my friends. They wouldn't want to ever have anything to do with me and football again.

Also, I had a terrible terrible nightmare that stemmed from me trying to train my dog not to get on the couch. I used a pillow to shoo her off because I heard somewhere that you should never use your hands to do anything but pet a dog. I felt so guilty about it because honestly, I didn't hit her with the pillow, but she seemed so out of sorts about being shooed by a big neon yellow pillow that she was more terrified than the time I beat the couch up to prove to my dog that she didn't need to associate with it. Anyway, the dog's still on the couch, and I have pretty much given up because of the dream. In the dream, my shooing guilt surfaced in me making a joke in really poor taste to my cousin about spanking my dog to teach her, and I got a blast of hate mail. When I woke up, I was so scared that it happened in my guilt/Superbowl 151 stupor that I searched everywhere to make sure it hadn't. Thankfully, it hasn't/didn't/will never happen. My pup is my baby, and is totally spoiled rotten. I mean, I make her food from scratch. I won't even cut up raw chicken and cook it to feed my boyfriend, sooo....

This is Gela as a puppy.