I tend to get a lot of tidying done on Mondays, mostly because Monday is grocery shopping day and grocery shopping is the worst. I would rather clean multiple toilets every day for the rest of my life than have to be in charge of meal planning, grocery shopping, and cooking. So I will spend as much time as I can on Mondays scooping cat litter, cleaning the dryer vent, taking out all the garbage in the house, and organizing my socks. Anything to keep me from the dread aisles of Super Target.

Did you know that people have to eat every day? It’s terrible.

We watched the Super Bowl last night. We watch it every year not because we follow football but because we all love the excuse to eat junk food in front of the TV. I usually go to bed after the half-time show, but this game was so close I stayed up to see the end. I also really wanted the Chiefs to win because I wanted Taylor Swift to be happy, and I think this experience was a tiny taste of what it’s like to be an actual sports fan.

Anyway, there was an ad for NFL gear at one point with the tagline “the drip is in the details.” My husband and I were flummoxed by this. What kind of drip? Is there a leak somewhere? We’ve run into unfamiliar slang words in the past while listening to our kids talk to each other, but this was the first time we’ve encountered one in the wild, on broadcast television. Our oldest, who is eleven, explained it to us.

“Drip is like when you’re really decked out,” he said. “Like maybe you’re wearing big gold chains or something, but you just look really good and impressive.”

Later my husband commented that it was good we had kids to help keep us young, but I think mostly they’re just a constant reminder of how old and out-of-touch we are.

And I have to grocery shop every damn week just so I can keep getting that reminder.