Super Bowl

Lo seems to be ridiculously excited that I'm spending Super Bowl with her.  Not gonna lie, I'm ridiculously excited myself.  Let me break down a little convo for you - you may or may not understand why we're friends by the end of it...

Lo: Maybe we should make a couple of those "healthy snacks" for Super Bowl... to go with our El Som

(Notes: healthy snacks are generally only healthy if you have one bite of one... neither of us are known for one single bite of anything.  Second, El Som is a Mexican joint where you get fat just by looking at the building it's housed in)

Me: Awesome.  I can handle that!

Lo: And beer

Me: I need all of one.  You know how slow I drink.  LOL

Blah blah blah...

Lo: I'm so excited for El Som (with a weird happy face)

Me: ME TOO (with another weird happy face with hearts on it)

Lo: Maybe you make your guac so we have enough!

Me: And cheaper than el som's!

Lo: Totally, we're so smart sometimes

Me: Sometimes being the key word there... LOL

Lo:  Lol you caught that part

Me: Duh...

And this is why we are friends.  Bonding over El Som, being only sometimes smart, and being incapable of having only one bite of anything... rephrase, one bite of anything that's YUMMY.

Clearly, I'm not excited AT ALL about going home.