When I was little my daddy would buy all sorts of snacks for the Super Bowl, and bribe us to watch it with him.
Chicken in a Biskit were my kryptonite. I’d ignore the fact that football made no sense at all if I could get my hands on a box of those.
And my daddy knew that.
No regrets. Not even the part where I adored chicken flavored crackers, which in hindsight is kinda a gross idea for a flavor. Although I am now sketched out that it’s spelled “biskit”.
Now, to my father’s joy I’ve married a football fan. I’m stuck watching game after game, even without questionably flavored crackers as bait.
Since yesterday’s game was kind a big deal and all, to appease both members of our household we went to McCormick and Schmick’s on the waterfront. It has a killer happy hour and it’s the Portland location for Full Sail, which we’re always fans of.
So basically: food for me, beer for the husband.
And, in what I think may have been a bribe to keep me sitting still (not unlike the Chicken in a Biskits of my youth) my husband got me this yesterday
an iPhone 4! My old phone had went to Jesus the night before, and he convinced me to get an iPhone-I’d been using a non-smart phone. You know, like the pioneers had.
I may have been playing Oregon Trail and Angry Birds while watching the super bowl. It happens.
(Plus several unpictured adult beverages)
Did you watch the super bowl?
Anyone else bribed to watch sports as a child?