I was so out of sorts yesterday. I have never given a whit as to who wins the Super Bowl, and I’m ashamed to say that although our home team, the Baltimore Ravens, were playing in yesterday’s game ~ I was still not all that excited over it.
I have no shame over this.
The hype is so over-the-top, and after that Go Daddy commercial aired the first time, I buried myself in my book until my husband went to bed and Downton Abbey came on.
Everything seemed to annoy me yesterday and going to the local WalMart at mid-day didn’t help matters any. I would have gone to the regular grocery store, but there were a few things I needed at the big store, which was the only reason I went. I find it irksome that people wear their pajamas and their bedroom slippers in public. And I find it highly annoying when there’s no room to navigate through all the end-caps and displays in the center aisles of this store. My usual cheerfulness was rapidly being replaced by someone I didn’t recognize, so I made a trip to the licorice store on the way home.
It helped somewhat.
I snapped a minimum of photos to share.
Heading down the driveway while the sun is shining.
We got an inch of snow on Saturday night.
And coming back up after shopping, as the clouds began gathering.
After giving the kitchen window a good cleaning, I took some photos from it. 99% of the bird action is out the breakfast nook windows but we’ve got them covered in plastic to keep in the warmth.
Today was no better, frankly. But luckily, I don’t seem to stay in this mode for long. Tonight I made bangers and mash for dinner and it was delish, if I must say so. Everyone had seconds, which is always a compliment.
The new season of Smash begins tomorrow night and I’m psyched for that to start again. Downton Abbey is still my favorite, though.