Superbowl and Blonds

Blonds are rare in our family. When they do appear, they are temporary. My sister was born a blond but somewhere along the line in her fourth decade that started to change. The blond became an undefinable dark color - nature at work, not a bottle.

Redheads are even rarer. We have had exactly one. Of course, that would be Krista thanks to her dad's genetic contribution (and what a surprise THAT was until his mom told us about prior redheads from his family). However, at the moment there are no redheads in the family because Krista has gone BLOND. I've been seeing this coming for a while now and dreading it but now that the blond has arrived, I have to admit that I LIKE IT.

Yesterday also marks my participation in my FIRST Superbowl party - Patriots v. Giants. Joe and Barb (Chad's folks) had a typical superbowl food selection. All the goodies were there. Jenny Craig would not be happy with my indulgence. I have a lot of making up to do. But we had so much fun. I was noisy with everyone else. Don was his usual laid back and quiet self.

The big WAVE hit one corner of the room at one
point.

And, CHAD!! I got a good picture of Chad. There is nothing like football and food to loosen a smile out of the guy. Even the 4th quarter downturn for the Patriots could not dampen our fun. It's a good thing the Superbowl only happens once a year or I would weigh 700 lbs. in no time at all. I loved the horse commercial best and . . .

Tom Petty at halftime was so cool. Even a suit and a flat iron on his hair could not diminish his coolness. It was a totally fun afternoon.