I spent most of the weekend in my comfies, curled up on the couch watching football and drinking lots and lots of hot chocolate. I'm pretty sure my roommate wouldn't call what I do watching football - I basically yell "woo" at random calls, and cheer only to find I'm accidentally cheering for the other team. I know, I'm that annoying girl you don't want to watch sports with...but I'm okay with that.
We did head over to an old car show with some friends. They boys enjoyed looking at the engines, the cars' insides and all that jazz, while I enjoyed looking at the pretty colors and the amazing interiors of the old cars. Can my car pretty please have red houndstooth interior, too?