So, I had an appointment with my gyno this morning. The second of my every-three-months check ups to be sure the evil, one-breath-from-cancer cells haven’t come back. Don’t ask. I have to wait a week for the results.
I haven’t been home long and there’s a lot of stuff I could be doing, because I didn’t get to do anything last night as Megan begged me to take her to the mall to shop for a dress for Friday’s Valentine dance. Three hours, one pounding headache and $104 later…….but that’s another story that I just can’t take the time to tell right now. I can’t stop watching the boobtube television that long. The Steelers’ victory parade is on live. What an amazing turnout for it and the rally to follow. Downtown Pittsburgh is packed. I doubt there’s any parking within miles. The noise is deafening. All that togetherness. Man, I wish I was there. By the way, Matt didn’t blow off his classes to go. I’m proud of him, but I have to admit had this happened when I was in college…..I’d have moved heaven and earth to be there.
I know everyone is probably getting tired of all the Steeler stuff. Sorry. I guess I’m just caught up in all the fun. That’s kind of the point. Some will say all this for a football game….ridiculous! Yeah, it is, but with all the crappy stuff going on in the world that we’re hit with day after day we need goofy things like the Super Bowl to keep us from getting too mired down in the garbage.