Me, Jerr, and my mom are gathered in front of the TV in the living room as I type. We just enjoyed some football food of wings, deep-fried mushrooms, and poppers. Jerry didn't go for the healthy food I bought yesterday, LOL. Jennifer Hudson is singing the national anthem, bless her heart. Eddie is sneaking food when we aren't looking. Who knew he would like Dim Sum.
Couple interesting Super Bowl facts that come with living in the Super Bowl city: 1) the Sr. Petersburg-Clearwater airport where Jerr works is FILLED with private jets today, at least 50. Considering there is a much bigger airport in Tampa, that's amaizing. 2) a friend's husband is working security at the game (he also worked the World Series games last fall, lucky guy) and he had to be at work at 4AM this morning! It'll expected to be 1AM before he gets off. Wow.
This was our airport breakfast. It was stuffed with ham & cheese. All the restaurants were open at 8:30 in the morning - even Popeye's serving chicken. I was surprized when I saw that pile of fried chicken that time of morning. Oh, has anyone else noticed that if you have a drink in the gate area that security people walk around and stick something in it to test it?
This is the Monticello Healthcare facility where my Dad is staying. One of my high school friend's mother is also there. They used to be next door to each other but they had to move my Dad closer to the nurses's station so they can get to him faster - when he wants up, he wants up right then. He's taken some falls and one resulted in a broken hip.
He doesn't like it when his hair gets too long (I should remind him of his photos from the 70's, LOL) so we found a barber shop.
After the haircut. I think she gave him an extra short cut because he went so lkong between haircuts that this cut would buy him some time.
A typical meal when in Arkansas - fried catfish, hush puppies, okra, and corn fritters. I don't remember corn fritters when I grew up in Arkansas. Inb fact the first place I ever had them was in Anchorage but they are good. I don't believer Jerry has ever been to Dumas without eating at Catfish Kitchen.
