Did somebody say chicken wings?? Make mine spicy!
Superbowl 51 (OK — excuuuse me, “Superbowl LI”) will be played this coming Sunday, February 5, 2017. Enough of these Roman numerals. Smart dogs have decent math skills, but come on already.
So Lucy the dog and I were just wondering what some of your favorite foods have been to eat during the Superbowl?
- chicken wings
- sliders (tiny burgers, really)
- guacamole and salsa with chips
We’d love to know if you care to share in the comments?
In our household, during previous Superbowl games, at least one or two of these items has made its way onto the table — followed by Lucy trying to jump onto the table. Just how high can a Jack Russell jump? Four feet and up, easily. And this one has a good running game!
To be fair, Lucy is just as concerned for the Puppy Bowl 2017, to air on Animal Planet. And as an animal lover and supporter of rescue groups and humane education, I have to give everyone involved credit.
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No room, no room for a negative thought. Not now, no room, not now.
I repeated this over and over in my head as my dog and I walked through the park this morning. Almost like a mantra. The morning walk, after all, ideally serves to exercise me and my said dog, as well as exorcise the mental cobwebs in my head. But as a writer (and an Aquarian, who cannot help but think about several critical things at any given time), thinking clearly and thinking positively takes work.
Of course being positive is worth it! Lucy (said dog) and I know this already. And yet, as we stride along the park’s paths I’ve gotta wonder: What will become of us all as a result of this government shutdown? Will the new county executive we are about to vote into office here next month wind up being just as corrupt as the last? What will that mean for our soaring taxes? How soon will I see my earnings from my last freelance assignment? And what about that salmon in my refrigerator that I’d forgotten about — can I get it in under the wire, or should I pawn it off to my family as “the fresh seafood I stopped to buy for dinner today.” I’m quite sure Lucy won’t rat me out if she gets a slice or two of bologna out of the deal.
Anyway, I will strive to push through the rest of the day, well aware that positive energy begets more positive energy, and that despite the insanity of our collective daily lives, we must make the conscious effort to plow forward and think positive. It’s the only way I’m gonna accomplish anything of value.
No room for a negative thought. Not now, no room, not now.
IN PHOTO HERE: Lucy contemplates that bologna…