happy chinese new year

goodbye, year of the tiger. you know, i may have said this before, but everyone has said that 2010 was a really rough year and they're all glad it's over. i don't know why, but it wasn't that bad for me. yes, my grandma died, which is never easy, but overall, i had a pretty good 2010. i guess i'd actually have to view my posts for 2010 to really know, but i don't remember anything really awful happen. my goldfish memory serves me well, yet again.

BabyMan was born the same year as me, but on january 22. for 34 years, he honestly believed he was born in the year of the dragon. last year, i broke the news to him that because he was born before chinese new year, that he was actually born in the previous animal year. being a guy, he said, "which one is that? year of the tiger? the ox? the snake??" i looked it up and reported back to him with the bad news. he was a Rabbit. a fluffy, white bunny. he was not pleased.

on thursday, i wished him a happy new year and he refused to believe he was not a dragon. if anything, he said, he was a fire-breathing rabbit. so i sent him a picture of a fire-breathing rabbit. he asked where i could have possibly found it from. i said, "i googled it." you can get just about anything from the internet in a matter of seconds.

tomrrow is the superbowl. i am going to be meeting A for lunch and we're going to wander around her neck of the woods to see whether we can find a place to sit and watch the game. and watch guys watching the game. and maybe meet the guys watching the game. here's hoping!