I'm a lucky man

I am the luckiest man.  What?! you say.  I am.  Natasha, my awesome girlfriend, loves football almost as much as I do, which means I will be guilt free come Super Bowl Sunday.  There will be no coming home for me with my head down after watching the game to do a bunch of house work.  I won't be at Pine Centre Mall on Saturday carrying her bags and buying her stuff to earn enough brownie points so I can go watch the game.   Nor will I be spendnig countless hours watching The Notebook, Bridget Jones' Diary or any other chick flick to make up for my idiocy after an afternoon of drinking beer, eating junk and smoking cigars.  My Sunday will be spent with the boys drinking and watching the game then making my way home and passing out on the couch with my clothes on and Natasha will be at my side the whole day.  

Enjoy the game!