Because I really, really care that much about football

My house has been invaded by 5 more people and I’ve been playing the whole “Big Love” arrangement out in my mind as the 3 “wives” scramble to cook, tend to the kids, drink, check in at school and just function together in harmony.

Its actually great in so many ways. I would likely be a fabulous polygamist, and I’m ok with admitting that. Its more about having the “village” than anything, because we just don’t get that luxury often – the ability to blog, run to the store, take a shower, etc., without having to jump through hoops.

I realize, however, this is just a 2 day gig and that I’m sure the reality of such a life is much different. But, its my fantasy, so I’m going with it.

So far, the only drawback has been that we all keep trying to get things done and none of us seem to really want to relax. Well, they don’t. I’m perfect, of course. The margaritas have nothing to do with that.

6 dips, 4 adults, 7 kids, 2 dogs, one cat, one guinea pig and 3 fish (yes, they’re still alive!!) and a game starting in 3 hours… and the call for Mamma Mia.