Super Bowl Sunday 42 is history. I really felt old when I remembered that I watched the first Super Bowl. Then I thought about the difference those years made in my life. My life now has much less stress. The game last evening was exciting - at least to those of you who follow football. I was a bit disappointed with the commercials - they just didn't measure up to prior years.
Our Sunday gathering was a bit empty yesterday. The oldest grandson was ill and running a fever so they decided to stay home. The oldest son and the youngest son and his wife were here for a short while. They were attending parties with their friends which is as it should be. Bottom line - Harry and I enjoyed the children and spouces who could be here in the afternoon and missed the ones who were home sick. When everyone left Harry and I had our own Super Bowl party. We snacked, snuggled into the sofa in front of the TV and just enjoyed the evening.
No cooking today. There's lots of leftovers in the fridge. Maybe I can make some headway on a couple of projects that are way behind my schedule. It's wet and gray here so there's not much outside to take my attention away from my plan.