Tired, sore and sleepy

I'm officially pooped. For some reason I couldn't sleep last night, so I finally got up at 1:30 a.m. and started packing. I finally went back to sleep around 4 a.m., then got up again at 7:30. I made several fruitless attempts to nap this morning to no avail.

Joe picked me up and we ate lunch at Michelangelo's. It was amazing! I had bruschetta, some kind of pasta I couldn't pronounce and my favorite dessert, tiramasu. Unfortunately the waiter spilled iced tea down Joe's back and on the front of his jeans before the appetizers, but he was a good sport about it. And the poor guy felt very bad.

After a trip to Lowe's for about the fifth day in a row, I came home and napped during most of the Pats game. Then I spent the whole Packers/Giants game, including overtime, packing. I'm so sick of packing! The last day is the worst... that's when you get down to the stuff that won't fit in boxes or doesn't really fit into any category. That's when you start labeling boxes "bunch of crap." Thankfully I'm finally finished and ready for the movers to get here at 8 a.m. Ugh.

The good news is that they're delivering my furniture on Tuesday, which gives me the rest of the week to get settled before starting work on Monday. The bad news is that, should they schedule the delivery as early as the pick-up, I'll have a logistical nightmare. I was supposed to spend tomorrow night at Mount Nebo, but if I have to be in Siloam by 8 a.m. on Tuesday, that's just not happening. Of course, I hate to drop 80 bucks on a hotel room, but I don't think I can handle getting up at 5 a.m. and driving on Tuesday morning. Decisions, decisions.

I'm going to bed. No actually, I'm going to couch since the bed has been stripped and packed. Can't wait for a normal life again!

Speaking of, I haven't scheduled my cable/internet installation yet, so this may be my last post for a few days. Have a great week, everyone!

Oh, and can you believe the G-men are in the Super Bowl? Guess Eli's unstoppable after all. At least 'til he meets the Patriots.

Queen of denial (football, part dos)

It's a sad, sad day Cowboys fans. I mean, to lose your first game as the #1 seed in the conference is bad enough, but to lose it to your biggest division rival (who you beat twice in the regular season) is just devastating. I couldn't bear to watch the last 45 seconds or so... I figured I was a jinx since I turned off the Buffalo and Detroit games when it seemed hopeless and the 'Boys found a way to come back and win. But alas, no such luck this time. Guess I'm not the only bad luck charm... I'd bet Jessica Simpson had better not show her face in Dallas for years.

But congrats to the Bolts, who managed to upset the Colts in Indy. Who would have thought that Eli would be the Manning brother in the conference championship?

I feel like I could throw up. But at least I'm wearing my Patriots t-shirt. And I'm almost done packing.

Sibling rivalry

Anyone remember Eli Manning's scowl as he put the Chargers hat on during the draft a few years ago? Some say his recent run of bad luck is just bad karma. Others contend he'll never be Peyton. And a few amused folks, myself included, chuckle everytime a Eco-Citizen "Unstoppable" Eli Manning commercial comes on. Irony... look it up.

Check out John Rolfe's column "Manning Missives" to see how the masses feel about the young Manning's miscues.

Let the Cowboys fans rejoice...

Some random thoughts

Last Wednesday my dad, my brother, my nephew, and I were sitting at the McDonald's play place, and we talked about last week's "Sexiest Men Alive" list. In the interest of fairness, I asked them who would be on their female list. Beyonce, Eva Mendes, Jennifer Lopez... turns out they like ethnic chicks with large cabooses.

So I'm watching the Giants debacle this afternoon, and I'm thinking that the Citizen Watches execs are probably not too happy with the marketing folks as their expensive commercial, "Unstoppable, that's what Eli Manning is..." airs right after young Manning throws a pick that's returned for a touchdown. Ouch. That's bad product placement. For those of you keeping score, the G-Men got trounced 41-10 by the Minnesota Vikings WITHOUT Adrian Peterson. Anybody want to buy a watch?

I started my annual house rearrangement/holiday decoration this afternoon. I've got four trees up and three to go. But don't worry, only one of them is taller than three feet (that's about the size of your tree, Memaw Scrooge). Pics to come.

Turns out I'm not the only one who loves the Thanksgiving Friends episodes. Entertainment Weekly did a great story about all the turkey episodes. Who can forget the Geller bowl?

I've managed to watch four of the eight hours of stuff on my DVR that I've missed since Tuesday afternoon. I hope the writers' strike ends soon. Otherwise, I may have to decorate some more trees. Or watch more movies. This afternoon I watched one of my holiday favorites, Love Actually. But it's not really Christmas until I watch Christmas Vacation. Nobody does the holidays like the Griswolds.