Serenity Quest

My husband is a savage.

Tonight just before half-time in the France-Spain World Cup match he is in some m-o-o-d! Needless to say half-time was nonetheless very athletic. I love football. Ladies, you should all see the positive aspects of watching sports with your mate. A trip to the selected country, he gets rawdy and raunchy and you just happen to be there cheering louder than he is, "Go!" Ah, the table dancing and the beer dribbling down your chin. You can burp, fart and be yourself 24/7.

Well, score is 1-1 and the boys are active. hmmm those Spanish players are delightful to watch. BUT the team that wins this match must face Brazil in the quarter finals and that won't be pretty. Ronaldo, may have gained a bit of weight yet he is stealth enough to kick butt. Oh did you see Ribery from the French team he practically tore his way to the net.

Ghana was eliminated early this evening by Brazil. Sad, they make an excellent effort. That's not enough to win, the goals count. Life is like that sometimes, I don't need to win all the time. However, lately, I have been quite agitated and aggressive. Fed up. Fed up of people getting in my shit just for the hell of it. Step off!