I'm a little concerned....

As always, my significant other (S.O.) brought me a cup of coffee and the newspaper in bed this morning. I drank the coffee, but could only muster up enough energy to glance at the front page of the PJ Star. VERY abnormal. Usually I devour the Journal Star, as if it were a fine meal, or a newspaper actually worth reading.

Today, I simply couldn't give a rip.

Time to plan a vacation. Definitely.

FOOD BLOG ALERT!!!

If I had it to do over again, I would be a chef. I'm a foodie. I love food. I love to eat it, cook it, shop for it, and buy expensive equipment to prepare it. Some want porches, mansions, yachts... Polly dreams of a full set of Henckles knives. And a Viking Stove. And a commercial dishwasher. Anyway, it was with great delight I discovered Chef Kevin's Blog which I highly recommend.

Chef Kevin actually works in Corporate America/Peoria now, having exchanged his Chef hat for a 401K, (Chef Kev, you can have mine. Money is just paper. Food is forever. Just ask my thighs!) but he still wines and dines frequently at area restaurants and does an outstanding job of letting us know where to go and where to avoid.

God bless him.

IT'S SUPERBOWL SUNDAY!!!

And I could not care any less.

I know this is going to sound arrogant and negative, but I don't know why people get so excited when "their team" wins. It's not like the fans did anything to help the athletes accomplish their goal. It's not like most athletes are loyal to "their team." Hell, offer just about any of them a little more moola and they will be playing for some new team next year.

So, as my house's foundation shudders and cracks due to all the yelling and screaming from those watching the game downstairs, Polly reminds you....

You are just rooting for a jersey.