It was 17 degrees. We'll need lots of sassafras tea in the spring to get us used to warm temperatures again.
Kickoff is in four hours; tailgating already. Just now Aidan pointed out Katie Perry who is in full cry--lotsa hair. Now I know what she looks like.
The kitchen sends aromas that cause salivation and appetites that supersede cautions for moderation. Wendy is making marvels of tailgate cuisine. Aidan made brownies. He didn't really need a grandmother's help for this batch so I (wisely) took a nap.
Of course, you are right. It is the XLVIII Superbowl. Next thought; do we have to wait four hours to begin snacking.
The family has discovered Sherlock. We stream it now from my old Mac Mini to the giant TV set. Glad it has new life. If you haven't watched Sherlock, start with the first season and episode. Awhile back I watched a subsequent episode and it wasn't as good without the background.
Since it warmed up the last couple of days the fluffy snow took on a wet texture. Aidan took advantage of the new possibilities.
Joe Namath was just interviewed on the NY Broadway portion of tailgating. He has good teeth.
Time to investigate the kitchen.
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