Super (Bowl) Weekend

Dad came to visit this weekend with three dogs in tow -- Benny, Sammy, and Abby. (The astute observer will note that there are five dogs in the picture -- Blizzy the neighbor dog came over to play, too.) It was a nice visit, complete with a visit to a new Indian buffet.

We're making tacos this afternoon for a Super Bowl gathering at Janas and Andy's place. We don't have a particular vested interest in either of the teams. We watch pro sports so rarely that my usual strategy is to root for either the Green Bay Packers, because I like that they're owned by the city rather than an individual, or for whichever team has the most former Buckeyes playing on it. After a period of disillusionment, Mike will root for the Saints again, and occasionally the Eagles.

Today, we figure we'll root for da Bears because 1) I have a sentimental fondness for the Super Bowl Shuffle (this dates me, I know), and 2) they didn't steal their team from another city in the middle of the night.