Monday, January 20, 2014
Apparently compulsive eyebrow rubbing is not the lucky charm
I'm a 49ers fan. Have been for years. So much so that my only child received the middle name Montana.
I love football, all football. Usually if the 49ers aren't doing well I pick my team by the quarterback, I love quarterbacks. I'm not disappointed that the Bronco's are going to the Superbowl because Peyton Manning is their quarterback, I've loved him since he was a Colt.
What does this have to do with compulsive eyebrow rubbing? Apparently, when I'm stressed, like during a football game, I rub my eyebrows. During a game recently Hailey noticed and asked me what I was doing. Then she was mad because she does the same thing and isn't happy that my weird habits are hereditary.
Anyway, I thought rubbing my eyebrows was the lucky charm that kept the 49ers in the game. Apparently I was wrong. I no longer have eyebrows and the 49ers are not going to the Superbowl. If you see me, try not to look at the crazy way I've drawn on my eyebrows, I've never been good with makeup.
On the bright side, Hailey doesn't have to listen to me try to convince her to name her baby Kaepernick.