Ok I will be the first to admit that I only watch superbowl for the commercials, good food and good friends. This year since my friends are visiting from Canada, I decided to invite some more friends and throw a little party of my own. My friend and her husband decided they would wake up early and go tour Pearl Harbor before the party started. So while they were gone I busied myself all morning straightening the house and making a bunch of finger food. Our original plan was to go to the pool for the day and TiVo the game to watch later. I was told however that would be unamericain and not even an option. So it was soon time for kick off and my guest had arrived but my Canadian company was still not back yet. I had spoke to them on the phone and they were on their way, and were just going to pick up a couple last minute things for me. WELL I had just gotten off the phone with Lisa when I got a local call from someone asking for my friends. Confused as to who would be calling them I told her they stepped out and would be back soon. "ell I just left them, I guess they have not told you yet but they rear ended me." Oh um that sucks, especially since they were driving my van. Lisa calls me back shortly after that and lets me know about the line ups at the grocery store, but still says nothing about the accident. She had no idea I knew so I had a little smirk on my face the whole time. So after the conversation I asked her if they were ok and that the girl they hit just called.........Followed by an "oh shit" on the other end, she told me what happened, and that they were going to wait until they got home to tell me. So they finally come home and her husband walked in feeling so bad and I reassured him that it was no big deal, and lets just forget about it and enjoy our superbowl party. So that is exactly what we did and opened beers all around. Soon after I had swallowed my first sip I here Corben crying out in pain. I look over and poor Dave (the guy who was driving my van) was lifting Corben up in the air by his hands and had apparently pulled something out of socket. After a call to the ER they told us he would have to coming to have it replaced. So before I could even enjoy a bite of lunch I was off to the ER. (for 4 hours) So I left the party, and Dave joined me. At this time he was feeling as small as an ant. In the course of a few hours he had got in an accident in my van, and broke my child. The poor guy felt so bad, that I felt more sorry for him then I did for Corben. After several x-rays and assessment from several different Dr's they sent Coben home with a follow up appointment in a couple days. It turned out that what ever it was it had corrected itself and he was using his arm again in a few days. By the time we got home the party was over and my guests had all gone home. Maybe we will try again next year. I am sure Dave will understand if he des not get an invitation.
In all seriousness, it has been great having my best friend and her husband visiting and we have had so much fun together. She is the type of friend that you could go 5 years without seeing and when you get back together it seems like just yesterday. The type of friend that you do not have to impress but just enjoy each others company flaws and all. The type of friend who you can fart in front of and just laugh about it. The only thing that I regret is that Ben is not here to have fun with us, so I am just going to have to make them come back again later.
Well I have a shower calling my name! Catch you on the flip side. Go Steelers! That is who won right?