The Super Bowl Should Be Called the Stupor Bowl

I don't know about you, but I am completely exhausted from all the Super Bowl 50 stuff. We at Casa de Noodles hosted a small party which was mostly Mommy #2, Auntie T and Auntie B's FRIENDS. Not a pup in the place except for Molly and myself. It was loud sometimes although no one was really interested in the game. Everyone is a Forty-Niner fan and they were not in the game. But the game WAS hosted by the SF Bay Area so it was very important to all of us.

Most of the whooping and hollering was during the commercials (a few winners like Ryanville - and a few losers like the diarrhea one) and the half time show. 

I found this one particularly disturbing and whined when it came on

No one really watches the Super Bowl for the music but over the years it has become more and more over the top. This year was no exception - other than the whole performance being shown. Coldplay was good BUT Bruno Mars and Beyonce KILLED it. Even I was dancing during their set.

But back to the party - there was so much food and I gotta admit, I kinda overdid it with the begging during the cooking. I can honestly say that I was FULL before the show began. I cannot impress on you enough just how extraordinary that fact is. I am a PUG and I was FULL and not STARVING.

Too weird.

Once the party would down and clean up completed, we all settled down for the night. Well, TRIED to - because at midnight the FIRECRACKERS began signifying THE YEAR OF THE MONKEY has begun.

 Happy and Prosperous New Year everyPUGGY!

新年快乐          Happy New 

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