My husband, Shane, can’t eat when there’s a New England Patriots game on tv, he’s just too emotionally invested. The problem is that it feels weird for Rose and I to sit in the dining room eating dinner, while Shane watches the game in the living room.
And so I’ve taken to ordering takeout on game nights. Rose and I eat, while sitting next to Shane as he watches the game. I don’t think he really gains anything from the experience, but it makes me feel better, and Rose gets to sport her Patriots gear.