I don't want to toot my own horn, but I have to say that I've got this football picking thing down. I can call it. It is like my picking chooses the winners. I should place bets in Vegas. This is much to the chagrin of my dear husband who supposedly makes more educated guesses than I yet still somehow I out pick him each week. Hurray.
This is pretty impressive from a girl who didn't know the difference between offence and defence less than a year ago. The truth is I am really enjoying watching football and I had no idea I EVER would. Marriage brings out all kinds of surprises. Go Broncos!