A Puppy, a Clydesdale, and Ellen

Jake and I actually hosted a Super Bowl party for the first time yesterday. I cleaned the house (a big feat for me these days), we added some chairs to the living, family and a few close friends came over, copious amounts of food were devoured, and everyone sat around watching the slow and painful demise of the Broncos. I mean, yikes. I really feel bad for Peyton and the boys in orange. More than anything I wanted a good game, but I was in favor of the Broncos. Really though, it was just because I wanted to see Michael Strahan look like a long lost Duck Dynasty brother. But I am super stoked that he made it into the Hall of Fame! (I just love that show by the way. Jake says I’m officially a mom because I watch Live with Kelly and Michael now. Whatevs, that’s fine with me. That show is hilarious and brightens my morning. Who doesn’t love a little Kelly and Mike with their breakfast?! Let’s be honest, Jake secretly loves it too, even if it’s “mom” show. Ha. But I digress.)

Anyhow, it’s a sad Super Bowl when the game is boring, but it’s a REALLY sad Super Bowl when the commercials are boring too. Double whammy. Did I just miss the good ones? (I’ll admit I was possibly stuffing my face munching on snacks and chatting with people more than watching.) Either way, I wasn’t that impressed this year. These were my two favorites:

A puppy and a clydesdale won my heart? Duh.

And of course Ellen is just awesome.

Here’s to hoping next year will be better ;) Happy Monday everyone!