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I owe you two posts:  One about my friend Chey’s gorgeous jewelry, and one about 10 Girls to Watch.  I will get those to you!  In the meantime:

We have watched a lot of football this weekend.  I am quite satisfied with that!

The most peaceful times of my childhood, when my family was assembled, happened around football games.  Thus, I grew up with the notion that sitting in front of the TV, watching football was the height of romance.  And if your team wins?  So much the better.  (This is also reason #76 that I am a truly fantastic wife.)

I don’t know a lot about sports.  I know I like watching them.  I don’t really care about the rules.  I know how points are scored, and generally know when is the right time to cheer.  Everything else is just stress and statistics.  I’m only in it for the entertainment.

Other entertainment…we took the boy to see Raiders of the Lost Ark at the IMAX theater today.  I remember seeing it for the first time and thinking Indiana Jones was the coolest man in the world.  Thor saw Indie and said, “Hey, he looks like someone from my Treasure Buddies movie!”  Treasure Buddies being six Labrador puppies who have adventures.

As Papa Jones said, “We named the dog Indiana.”

The movie held up for me, even if the effects didn’t.  It’s a good hunk of action cheese, even if I am still mystified by Karen Allen’s casting.  As a child I didn’t care for her.  As an adult I really don’t care for her.

We also visited a local carnival this weekend.  The weather was perfect, the crowd was light, and Thor was in heaven as he is finally tall enough for bumper cars.  I’ve always wanted to live in a place where there were community events.  I felt very happy and homey, and I was thinking how life is just getting better with age.  I am so delighted for every new year.  I wouldn’t trade my 20 year old body for a day of my 41 year old life.

This is one of the best things I have seen in FOREVER!

Earlier today someone asked the question, In a mass knife fight to the death between every American President, who would win and why? Someone beat me to the obvious answer that a final showdown would see Andrew Jackson, Abraham Lincoln, and Teddy Roosevelt doing a dagger-wielding version of a Mexican standoff, so I took it too far and walked through how I thought every president would turn out.

If you have any interest in US Presidents, you need to go read this.  In my own estimation, the final showdown would be Andrew Jackson, Teddy Roosevelt, and George Washington, with Jackson taking all and wearing Roosevelt’s moustache for a hat.  Why?  Because Jackson was a sociopathic mutha, mean as a snake, and also a soulless ginger.  In any fight, bet on the redhead.

1. I am reading Mackenzie Phillips’ memoir.  It is very raw, and hard to read because of that, but it isn’t written from a place of self-pity or self-aggrandization.  It’s very well written, actually.  Fun Fact: when I was little, Mom stopped letting me watch One Day at a Time because of Phillips’ publicized drug abuse. 
2. I heard someone use the term “Barakcracy” today, without irony. 
3. The only thing different in presidential administrations is the group of people griping about them.
4. I must look really different with Pageant Hair because three different people who have met me several times have introduced themselves to me today. 
5. PieFive is awesome.

The closer to God!

You guys, I posted about the Oscar Blandi heat protect spray yesterday.  I want to reiterate that the stuff is amazing.  I am still holding curl from yesterday morning, to the point that I have Pageant Hair.  I am not at all suggesting that you aspire to Pageant Hair, but I have never been able to accomplish it for longer than it took to get out my front door, only have it wilt down into something resembling a mild wave before I could get to where I was going, so having 2-day Pageant Hair on my head is like unto wearing the Holy Grail as a hat.

If I had had this much power over my hair in high school (if I’d had this much hair in high school), I would have been a different person!  It is probably best that I did not.