Supper Bowl

It was great wasn’t it?! 

And the commercials were pretty cute too, well some were.  My favorites?  The Doritoes commercials, both, got great laughs, and the Budwieser light home improvement one was hilarious.  The beattle bug introducing the new Beatle Bug was good.  I hate Pepsi, and diet pop to boot, but I have to hand it to them on the one where the wife is controling what her husband eats. and the torpedo cooler was fairly cute.  I know I’ve forgotten some but…

A good day! A good football day, although I did catch myself several times during the game wondering what the attraction to watching football is. 

Oh and that isn’t a misspelling in the title, though I could understand if you thought it was, I still misspell somethin’ horrible, well I do before I spell check it anyway.

We have been watching the games, the important ones, over at the Leonard’s ever since we disconnected the satellite for downsizing.  When we get together we conspire to do dinner either at half time or at the end of the game.

It is a great excuse to get to have dinner with friends that we love and care for and just plain don’t get to see enough of.

Terry couldn’t get her mind wrapped around what’s for dinner, she already had a bit on her plate this last week and her man was outta town, I know that throws me, so I took over the dinner plot.

I had a ton of fun inventing a dinner for the occasion.  Not sure it all turned out okay, but everyone was nice enough to say it was good.  I was aiming for something in the Asian department but it seemed like I ended up with one of those meals that reminded me of when my mom, a North Dakota girl, made Asian.  Lets just say,  “Asian hot dish,”  shall we? I think it was the use of chuck as the beef, but… well I’ll just let you get the explanation of my thinking over at my cooking blog.

So, if you’re interested, the recipe is over on my cooking_blog that Bet and I are resuscitatin’ slowly.  Along with a little fixin’ of the weighty issue that Dirt and I possess. 

Yesterday during the game when I was pondering the higher things in life and how they related to the game, I concluded that I’m a linelady.  Very in shape (for fifty-sumpin’) I can buck bales, haul wheel barrows of gravel, muscle around large trees in pots, hoick this and that here and there all day long. As long as I have my inhaler for my asthma.  But I seem to have this, I Love My Food package that I carry with me. 

But like the linemen who need to be able to be unmovable, in the middle of a windstorm I can go out and move my plastic covers on my hoop houses or tarps on wood piles and not fear taking flight with them. A very handy trait along with being in shape under the ILMF package. 

I was wondering, as I was looking at those fellas that are clearly in shape but appear to be beer swillin’ couch potatoes, if they dial it back on the off season for health reasons or when they are done with their career if they slim it down some? 

Well I don’t know what they do or don’t do, but I really gotta lighten up the ILMF package that I am toting around. We’ll just have to figure out some other way to deal with hoop coverings and wood pile tarps in the wind storms next year.