This year’s Superbowl festivities at Moose House were a bit subdued.
The Bull had minor surgery nearly 2 weeks ago and is stiiiiiiillllllll recovering. He has had a rough, rough go of it. Ended up with a secondary viral throat infection (horribly painful), then a fungal infection, then a possible 2nd secondary viral infection. Lots of pain, lots of meds, lots of doctor visits (today marks 2 days since the last–and that’s a record!). Not a whole lot of eating for him (duh, sore throat) and he’s lost 15 pounds!
Oh, and he’s supposed to go back to work this week . . . not sure how that’s gonna work! :(
On top of that, for some reason we thought it would be OK to schedule a surgical procedure for our 3 year old during his second recovery week. In the Big City (about 4 hours away.) Which involved some early mornings, late nights, trying to sleep in an uncomfortable bed away from home, no naps, exhausted parents, and cranky tired Calves.
Needless to say, our typical Superbowl snacks didn’t happen. The Bull couldn’t eat them, didn’t want them. I didn’t have the energy to put them together or even the mental focus to follow a simple recipe (an unfortunate effect of the huge stress we’ve had these past few months.)
So we had canned chili mixed with sour cream (with tortilla chips for the calves.) Canned vienna sausages and corned beef hash. Coconut water for The Bull. Leftovers from the fridge and candy that had been in the pantry for a while.
But at least we got to be together (except when we sent the overly rowdy Calves out to play in the snow in the 2nd quarter.) More than we could say for some years (like 2013, when I watched in our littlest Calf’s hospital room in Portland.)
But it started with the national anthem. The announcer named the singer and I was worried. She has such a foul reputation! But I was pleasantly surprised–and impressed. She can actually sing. And was dressed. ;)
Of course, as in years past, this is my favorite thing to do during the superbowl.
And there were some neat commercials. Like this one, that I really wanted to be about congenital heart disease or organ donation. Because this is the world where we live now. Sigh.
This one was really cute.
[SuperBowl babies choir]
This one hit a little too close to home for comfort. :/
[OIC is different-Envy]
I was pretty surprised that I actually recognized a couple of songs on the half time show. (I don’t follow pop music anymore.) Except that I didn’t recognize them from the originals, but from the Piano Guys’ re-hashing of the originals. ;)
We did turn the tv off when the half time show turned into a wiggle-your-rear show. But that didn’t last long.
All told, we got through the Superbowl the way we’ve gotten through all the hard things life has thrown at us. Limping along together, as a family, as best we can, with a few good times thrown in for good measure. And some laughter. And food.