As
proud Bal’mer residents, my wife and I take delight in the Ravens winning last
night’s Super Bowl, even if we still mourn the loss of our beloved NFL Colts
team to Indianapolis.
Prior
to kickoff, I had unshakable belief in our team’s will to win. Still I felt it
only fair to warn my wife that should the unthinkable happen, she was going
over my knee to be soundly hand-spanked on her bare behind, as I naturally
would need a constructive means to vent my frustration with a Ravens’ loss.
Fortunately
for my wife and for me, the Ravens won. Unfortunately for my wife, I intend to
give her a good stiff dose of the “naughty girl paddle” upon my return from
work today.
The
reason: the 35-minute delay from the power outage early in the third quarter
delayed my bedtime by a corresponding amount of time and thus reduced my vigor
for my pre-breakfast exercise routine of 100 push ups, 100 sit-ups and 15
minutes boxing with the “heavy bag.”
Were
it not for silly women like my wife who insist on the frivolous excess of a
Broadway musical-caliber “Super Bowl halftime show,” the stadium power outage
from excessive energy usage during the performance would not have occurred.
(As
an extremely important and busy corporate executive, I haven’t taken the time
to read or listen to media reports today as to what actually caused the outage.
But, as a man and thus naturally up-to-speed on all matters technological, it’s
perfectly clear to me what happened.)
My
wife says it’s unfair that I’m going to paddle her posterior as red as the Arizona Cardinals' team jerseys, as she personally didn't cause the
outage.
Not
that it will change my mind. But, as you strike me as reasonably intelligent
for a woman, I’m curious what you think.
Kind
Sir:
Of
course your wife should be properly paddled and I encourage all responsible
husbands residing in the United States’ eastern time zone to do the same with their "little women."
(The
game finished early enough for residents of other American time zones to go to
bed at a reasonable hour and Ontario and Maritime Provinces residents
should have been watching hockey replays on TV anyway.)
Whatever
became of old-fashioned halftime performances of marching bands playing John
Phillips Sousa tunes and buxom gals in sparkly outfits throwing batons in the
air?
That
style show is sufficient amusement for spectators in the stands. Wives at home
don’t need entertainment, as they must spend the twenty-minute break
replenishing their husbands’ supplies of fried beef jerky, beer ice cream and
other comfort food.
Still,
despite the inconvenience of being kept up past your bedtime, I congratulate
you and fellow Bal’mer residents on the win. I’m not much of a San Francisco
fan these days. The city has been in a downhill slide since the beatniks took
it over.
And please accept my condolences on the loss
of your beloved Colts to Indianapolis. Johnny Unitas must still be rolling over in his
grave about that. (Such a cute haircut that man had!)
By
the way, who are the Arizona Cardinals? The only sports franchise I know with
that nickname is a baseball team 300 miles to the south of Hubby and me that we
don’t care about except when they’re putting a whipping on the Chicago Cubs.
(We’re Southsiders.)
How shameful that the wife's desire to have the half time entertainment resulted in the husband's late bedtime and subsequently missing out on his full work out routine! After all, he does all those excercises to keep in shape for HER!
ReplyDeleteSuch wise words you speak Christina! But what else would one expect from the writer of the totally awesome DD blog "Red Booty Woman." (Readers see link to Christina's blog in the links section.)
ReplyDeleteHope you and HoH are doing well.
Well maybe it is I that should be spanked. It was my voodoo that caused the lights to go out. Something had to happen to slow the momentum of those Ravens. Yet my husband appreciated my magic since it helped our team. San Francisco will be back with a vengeance next year. And our young quarterback will be awesome.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, during half time, I made treats form my husband and family. And I was seriously unimpressed with the half time show. I liked the beginning much better. And we live in CA so we were fine with bedtime. Actually, I would rather my husband just tell me he is going to spank me instead of making up reasons. I am not as kind and thoughtful as Christina
I'm sure your husband and the rest of the 49ers fans appreciated your voodoo magic Blondie, even the northern California expatriates living in the East Coast whose bedtimes were delayed by the power outage.
ReplyDeleteRough loss for the 49ers, but props to your team for the big second-half comeback and making an exciting game of it. Better luck next year.
Hugs,
"1950s Wife" aka claire