This is maybe the most iconic day in the United States that isnít also an official national holiday. Even people who donít care about football (and they are legion) are affected by the fact that everyone else is watching the game. (And besides, thereís nothing much on TV except the game and a bunch of reruns.)
Those of us who do watch the Super Bowl often watch it with friends and family. Itís a communal thing, enjoyed more when shared with people of similar interests. I had that chance today, to watch the game with David and Kylie, but I foolishly passed. Or maybe not so foolishly, because last night I was feeling so feverish that I looked through my medicine cabinet for a thermometer.
As it turned out, I didnít find the thermometer, and by today I wasnít feeling sick. Just tired, as if Iíd run a marathon a day for the last week or so. And anyway, David and Tammy were out late last night, so I figured they could use the rest as much as I could. Thatís my excuse, but I kind of wish Iíd gone ahead and watched with them. I havenít had a lot of opportunities to spend time with them lately.