To Quote Grandma: Hold On To Your False Teeth!

Is everyone sitting down? This news is big: Jeff and I watched the Super Bowl last night. Well, about 2/3 of it. We actually watched a sporting event. Through highly scientific methods we chose to cheer for the Patriots. Jeff made ice cream sundaes and we all sat and watched the game. He even made James a little sundae, and he came in holding it like he owned the world! Let's just say that he loved it, and that James plus sugar equals CRAZY! I don't know if it was the excitement and novelty of watching football and eating ice cream or the actual sugar. Anyway, I say we watched the game. Mainly, we watched the commercials. We weren't terribly impressed. We watched the half time show and complained when Tom Petty started out with a dumb song. Fortunately, he turned things around with the next song. Are we dorks or what? With all this football watching, I was transported back to the fifth grade when our class wrote letters to players of the Denver Broncos. About 92% of the class wrote to John Elway. I wanted to write to him too, but Nate convinced/coerced me to write to Vance Johnson. He gave me a long list of reasons why this particular player was so cool, and why I just had to write to him. Well, Vance Johnson disappointed me big time. I was the only kid in Mr. Harris' fifth grade class who didn't get a letter back. Thanks, Vance. You may have been cool, but at least John Elway wrote letters back.