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| Three More Days Until She's Playing on my Home Court |
New England certainly lived up to its
reputation of just waiting a day if you don’t like the weather. After the first
major snowstorm of the year had us all digging out for most of Saturday, Sunday
saw temperatures “soaring” into the fifties which eradicated almost all of the
white stuff. I’ve seen this type thing before but it was still kind of jarring
to see the lawns reappear after Saturday’s coating. I mistakenly thought we’d
seen the last of grass until March. The two photos below show the change out
front in just over 24 hours; New England is such an interesting place to live.
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| Saturday |
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| Sunday |
Not the least of which reasons the
above statement holds true is the opportunity I get to live with (finally) my Favorite
Panamanian. She is in full Christmas mode which for her means cleaning the house
(again) top to bottom and preparing for the arrival of the California
contingent. We started out yesterday with a mass dedicated to her late father
but as soon as we got home she focused laser like on making sure every small
detail is in order for her granddaughter’s arrival. She created a special place
in the second guest room which she felt wasn’t welcoming enough an environment
for diaper changing operations. I didn’t ask at this point which, was definitely
the safer way to go, and just moved the appropriate furniture.
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| Satisfaction!!!!! |
I was more focused on the biggest Patriots’
football game of the year – the rematch with Superbowl champions (that still
hurts) Denver Broncos. What a difference the past twelve months have made. Belichick,
evil genius that he is, devised the perfect game plan which the New England
defense executed to perfection. The offensive line protected Brady better than
I thought was possible and Brady took just what the vaunted Denver defense gave
him, which admittedly wasn’t much but more than enough to win the game. New England
was tough, nasty, and nothing like the team Denver pushed around last January. A
perfect microcosm happened near the end of the game, when one of the usual posturers
on Denver was flexing after a late hit. Instead of reveling in his personal “achievement”
he should have looked at the penalty flag which came flying in to extend the
New England drive and add yet another coffin nail to Denver’s chances. The Patriots
were a team and that came first instead of idiotic gyrations. Supremely satisfying.
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| I'm Ready for New England Grampa |
Finally I walked out with Buddy this morning
to 15 degree weather where all the melting was frozen in mid-stride. New England.
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