Before halftime hit I was going in and out, falling on Lori’s shoulder.
It’s Sunday, why am I so tired? Maybe it’s just that I’m not a football guy, and it’s just boring me to sleep.
During halftime I went to get cookie cake to help me wake up, but there wasn’t any at Publix or Kroger so I had to grab some cookie dough. Not what we wanted but better than nothing. The streets are deserted, like it’s four in the morning or something. And practically nobody at the grocery stores . . . at 8PM. It felt like they were about to close and I had to hurry in to get the cookies.