Oreggano and Cream Of Tartar decided to host a XLVII Super Bowl party. Being the avid fan of football that I am not, I was very excited to get my game on. I arrived early to help with the preparations, namely, testing the skinny margaritas.
While I enjoyed my skinny margarita, Oreggano decided to make sure they had the channel on which the game was being aired. Fortunately they did, however, being that they don’t have cable, the reception was quite shaky. “This is my kind of Super Bowl party,” I told her. “Luckily none of us really care about the game – just the food and drinks,” she replied then suggested we relax with our drinks on the back patio.
About an hour later, we went inside to find Cream Of Tartar in the kitchen. “Did I miss kickoff?” he asked. Oreggano looked at the shaky screen and said, “Looks like we all did. Skinny margarita?”
Eventually the other guests arrived and, eventually, they left with a quarter or so left in the game and a quarter or so of pie left on the table. At some point in the game the screen displayed ‘2nd & 8.’ Oreggano declared, “It’s anybody’s game.” “At this point, even the Lakers could win,” I replied and added, “Let’s make that 2nd & ATE and have a wine and pie date.” She and I retreated to the table, enjoyed the quarter of pie and classed up our wine with a red vine.
BioMom was actually watching the game and, as we were taking pictures of our wine and ourselves for all of our fans on facebook and instagram, she shouted out to the shaky screen, on which the timer was flashing 11 seconds, “Oh finish already!” “Do you say that to Chauffeur with only 11 seconds left?” I asked. “I’m usually done by then, so, yeah,” she replied. “Go Lakers!” Oreggano shouted, took a sip of wine through her red vine and had seconds of the pie. Seconds, ate.