I am totally not trying to hop on the Saints bandwagon now that they are Super Bowl champs, BUT I definitely was rooting for them between the two teams, and am happy the Saints won! After all, Reggie Bush was a Helix Highlander with me, so I gotta support the Scottie Dogs anddd we all know I am obsessed with his GF Kim K. so who I was rooting for was a no brainer.

Is it just me or does Reggie’s body language say more than enough about where he stands in the relationship? I love Kim but she needs to let the brotha go, she is way too into him and you can tell he’s just in it for the ride. She is clinging on for dear life and he… well… isn’t. Can’t have 80/20 Kim!

Anyway, this year I went up to Orange County to hang with Pal and Dad. (Lindsay and her husband, I call him Dad)… Every year they have a giant Super Bowl party for their family and friends, oh… and of course the randoms of the family and friends. Every year there is at least 5 randos lurking the party we have no idea where they came from. Anyway this year was super fun! I met some bros out Saturday night at 333, some cougar club in Newport, stayed out for 30 minutes and went home to bed. I was over the night before I even went out, I was having more fun at home playing Valentine nail shop with Lindsay, I shoulda just stayed in because the club was a nightmare. Maybe I am just getting old, going out has lost its spark.

The next morning, I was promptly woken up at 9 am by 3 rats, I mean children, beating the door down screaming my name. I laid there silent hoping me ignoring them would encourage them to leave, but they instead devised an even more annoying plan. “Alex, you go run around to my room and bang on the walls, and I’ll stay here and bang on the door.” I popped out of bed and screamed at them to beat it, locked the door, and hopped back into bed.

I of course couldn’t fall back asleep so I eventually got up. Pal of course cooked a full on pre Valentine’s feast of yummy fruit and heart shaped muffins, I ate 32, and then we began some light party set up. Before I knew it, Pal had a mimosa in my hand as I am still in PJs… oh man gonna be a lllllllllllong day. Lindsay pulled out some shirts she bought for the game and flung them to me to decorate. We did the best we could given about one hour of rhinestone and cut time. They turned out eh ok… Better than nothing

We then let our shirts dry and finished up decorating the house with balloons and banners. People of course showed up hours before the party even started so it was a good thing we started drinking early to deal with it all. Every year they have it catered by a yummmmy Mexican place, have bounce houses for all the kids, games, betting box thingies, and tons and tonssssssss of booze and snacks. Pal even heard one party goer scream “This is better than open bar!!!!!” Uh ya you think? Fed all day and endless booze? No wonder no one wanted to leave

Do you like our twin hair? ahsdklasdasd

We watched the football game, kinda laughed at a few of the lame commercials… to be honest I only remember one with old people in it? I wrestled with some kids for about 30 minutes and then ended up face down in bed by 7. Overall a super fun Super Bowl Party. I stayed the night Sunday night again and woke up to the cutesssst little Valentine gift from Lindsay. She got me a candle, some cute heart socks, candy, the cutest bling heart earrings, a cute key chain, bow hair clips, and a mirror! I loved it all! Thanks Pal & Dad for the usual fun weekend