Superbowl and SuperHugh

So today is Superbowl Sunday. I'm not particularly a football fan...actually, you'd think I'd be a football expert after having spent most of my life in or directing marching bands and halftime shows. But alas, I am not. I hardly know anything about football. So now here we are. Americans who are and aren't football fans begin the day with thoughts of dips, chips, steaks, brats, various kinds of salads, chili, taco bars, beanie weenies and desserts for every sweet tooth's dream! I didn't make tailgate fair this morning...instead, I had some left over roast so I made home made beef vegetable soup. John just asked me if I had tasted it yet and I haven't, but he said, and I quote..."Oh, damn, it's delicious!" In my book, if someone describes your cooking with an expletive in the grammar of the sentence, it's a good thing! 

I think it's funny watching the pre-game tailgating and the movie stars and famous singers/bands that get interviewed as they show up. It brings a little smile to my face to watch them fidget uncomfortably as they are getting ready to be interviewed just because they are famous. They aren't prepped on the questions, I don't believe... and watching them makes me want to pull a Mystery Science Theater 2000, turn the sound down and then talk over their answers with what their faces are actually betraying their mouths and saying! That would be a hilarious show. Hugh Jackman was the only one that looked relaxed and comfortable...but in my opinion, he could be covered in shit, ready to be eaten by a pride of lions and he'd still look... "comfortable."(hot) Sure, that's the word I'll use... :)

I really don't have a preference for who wins today. I like the Packers because I like their cheese head foamy things and I think that Vince Lombardi was probably a person I would have liked to have known and from whom I probably could have learned a lot and of course, I always associate the Packers with him. The Pittsburgh Steelers, well, good luck to them too...It really doesn't matter to me. 

I will say this, after the super bowl is over, is when I begin doing things to get ready for Spring. I'm done with snowmaggedon and freezing assed temperatures. It's time for me to start thinking about flower pot plantings, laying in the sunshine, the smell of chlorinated swimming pool water, and... well, Hugh Jackman.