bloody sunday

okay, maybe it wasn't bloody, but it sure as hell was dark. the eagles lost and egan and john didn't take it well. didn't take it horribly, but didn't take it well. i woke up this morning thinking how odd it was that there would be no football for a while. no sundays at the bar or at the house watching hours and hours of games. of course, then i realized that the time flies and there will be basketball (fortunately and unfortunately) to occupy all of the tivo space. and then it REALLY hit me. by the time the next football season rolls around, i'll be a married woman. sports seasons really put it all in perspective, don't they?