I love this holiday. People surrounding a telivision set laughing at commericals and screaming at fumbles, consuming more food that previously thought humanly possible, and sharing a small confined space with fifty of your closest friends. I love Superbowl Sunday. It is a beautiful thing.

Lesson learned of the day: 1. heels do not have good traction on ice.


Me and my director walked down an icy hill to retrieve props this morning before a performance. We had some very close calls. She carried the ladder, while I carried a suitcase full of our public relations material. An mental image popped into my head. (isn't that statement a bit redundant...I mean a mental image would naturally be in your head...Regardless...) I picture Sabrina slipping and getting knocked out with the ladder, then procedding to roll down the snow covered hill. Of course I try to rescue her, only to follow her example, due to my deadly heels. Both of us wind up at the bottome of the hill unconscious, surrounded by blowing flyers and leaflets, an open suitcase, and the ladder lying on top of the hill. There we would stay till the rest of the team finally got bored of waiting in the van. So, that really didn't happen, but if it did, I am pretty sure we would make millions on America's funniest home videos. If nothing else, just picturing the scene made us both laugh.