The entire Pacific Northwest is giddy over the Pro Football Championship win last weekend. People that don't even know what a field goal is are sporting Seahawks shirts and high fiving each other in the grocery line as they wait to check out.
It's a complete crazy town here.
(And I mean that in a way too-cool-for-school way, not a keep-Portland-weird way.)
As you may be aware, we are all about our football in this house, and as such, we throw one wicked Superbowl fiesta. It may not be the biggest party in town, but it's the best.
We invite only our true football fan-atic friends, because we want to focus all of our attention on the game, and don't want any background chit chat going on about the latest Ryan Gosling movie. (Not that I don't love a good Ryan Gosling movie, I just want to have all of my attention on this game.)
Wait...Has he got a new movie coming out?! I heart him, big-time.
The Notebook is far and away my most favoritest Ryan Gosling movie to date.
But I digress.
Where was I? Oh yes, the Superbowl.
I have my invites nearly ready to give out (tomorrow, people!) and I am ecstatic about the way they turned out.
I got a little obsessive-compulsive when trying to decide exactly which size footballs to use, and so I made prototypes in both sizes.
(I said I was a little obsessive...do you do that too?)
(Say you do.)
I ended up going with the smaller footballs. (from here.)
I printed the party details on my chalkboard-looking background in my little print program, and cut squares of turf, which I had saved from last years party decore.
Then I added ribbons and homemade tags....and they were ready to give to all of our football-loving pals.
Go Hawks!
