I went to watch the game at the local Knights of Columbus club, like the good Catholic girl that I am.
My friend Anne-Marie threw an over-the-top party there. Food, cowbells, three giant (7’ x 10’) televisions, confetti, pompoms and music.
I might have seen a beer or two around floating around.
My little brother, JR was at the game.
JR and I are very close, in that children-born-in-the-1960’s-of-a-Catholic-farm -family-that-does-not-express-our-emotions-kind-of-way.
We don’t cuss, hug each other or say “I love you,” and it works for all of us.
I am proud of how JR relates to his children. Lots of hugs, kisses and verbal affirmation.
JR and I still operate on the “head nod” way of showing affection. We never talk about it, but I know that I would throw myself under a train for him and he’s gone out of his way to protect me.
JR and I have some major philosophical differences. He’s a die-hard Republican and I’m a tree-hugging liberal. He lives in a newer neighborhood that has rules about mailboxes and grass mowing. I live in an urban neighborhood where I’m damn happy if my neighbors mow their lawn. He’s a Mariah Carey fan and I like punk-rock and Prince.
That said, we respect and support each other.
So, our text message exchange during the Super Bowl seemed like a deep conversation.
Nora: Are you getting wet?
JR: f*** yes
JR: Prince fn rocks
Nora: No shit! The best half-time show ever. I’m glad you are there.
You can see the first part of the half-time show on You Tube by clicking on the title of this post. I think those women dancing in high heels in the rain should get the MVP award.
I think that is the most we’ve sworn around each other, ever.
Don’t tell Dad.
I stopped a few places on my way home.
I drove through Broad Ripple, the artsy music-y part of town. Lots of people in the streets.
I went to a sports bar a few blocks from my house. It was crazy there—people dancing on tables and such. I thought about heading downtown, but I was tired.
Apparently my cat had ‘partied down’ during the game.
He threw-up on the living room floor when I got home.