Day 250 (February 7, 2016)

We were up and made fried eggs for breakfast (seven to be exact).  One team member ate the rest of the potato soup.  I did a bit of cleaning before church.

Church was good.  The preacher and a church elder made a special effort to say they’d missed us the week before (no we didn’t skip church last week).  The elder’s last name is Campbell.

Before lunch, one team member went away.  And then there were four little Indians. 

After lunch, sister, Jessie and I went to two grocery stores.  For Super Bowl snacking, we got fried shrimp, Nutella, four kinds of new oreos (thin, red velvet, cinnamon bun, peanut butter), and milk.  I seldom (never) buy junk snacks, just because the budget doesn’t allow, but we splurged for Peyton’s last game.

We did some clean-up and some painting.  I am avoiding work on Sundays, but some work happened.

We went on a medium-length walk.

In addition to the aforesaid, we had Wheat Thins, two kinds of tortilla chips, salsa, cheese dip, pretzels, Cheez-its, cocktail shrimp, pizza, and Hershey Kisses.  We streamed the game on the Internet.  It had all the ads.

The ads were mediocre, I thought.  I like the Colgate.  I liked the hot dogs/Heinz commercial.  I thought the Kickstart commercial was in bad taste.  The five million dollars could have gone to starving children, instead of pandering to weirdness in their target audience.  The disgusting GoDaddy kiss had more class (and the GoDaddy was heinous).  The Doritos ultrasound was fun.  Did you see that an organization that advocates the murder of babies hated the Doritoes commercial because it “humanized” babies in the womb?

http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2016/feb/8/naral-slams-doritos-for-humanizing-fetuses-in-supe/ 

So, we’ve covered the snacks and the commercials. 

The game . . .  Well, it was sloppy.  But, a sloppy Peyton win is better than a well-played Peyton loss.  I take nothing away from Cam and he’ll have his share of Super Bowls before his career is over.  But, for an old guy like me, seeing Peyton defy Jack London’s “Piece of Steak” was just fun.

http://www.classicshorts.com/stories/steak.html

Don’t get me wrong.  Peyton isn’t really old except in dog years and NFL years.  If I had fathered a child at age 15, I could have been Peyton’s dad.  So, he’s a young buck.  But, there were a few moments of the old Peyton in the game.  And, it wasn’t fun to see Peyton beat Cam like it’s fun to watch Peyton beat Tom Brady.  But, if Cam keeps giving post game interviews like the one he gave, he will, in my mind, become the new Tom Brady.  Anyway, it was a roller coaster ride of a game and seeing Peyton come out on top made all those years of watching him even sweeter.

Jessie went to sleep during the game.  She hasn’t developed an acquired taste for football.  So, I got Jessie ready for bed.  Her Broncos t-shirt is a few years old and was too tight to get over her head, so she needed help.

We went to bed, a pair of pretty tired campers.  We read Bible.  We prayed.  We read a snippet of Anne.  Day 250 was over.

Blessings:  The Super Bowl is escapism, nothing more.  Taking communion is the exact opposite.

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