I did it. I had to. I pulled out the whiskey.
I have every intention of being clear eyed for the game tonight. I couldn't take any chance I would miss anything.
I could go with the beer, but the plants out the back door have been watered sufficiantly, thank you, and I don't want to take the chance the kids will be going for the facillities at the same time I do....
I'm not sure I can eat, though......and ESPN just showed Mr. Albert's 735 foot blast again....I won't be able to poop for another 12 hours, at least...
No. No food roght now...
Well that, and I forgot to turn on the crock pot this morning when I plugged it in so the stew isn't quite ready yet.
I'll have to go with pizza.
As I was saying, the whiskey will have to take a little edge off. Maybe the kids will start cutting the duct tape off me when I calm down.
- typed by Son of ETA.