Dear Super Bowl,

WHICH ONE OF THESE IS NOT LIKE THE OTHER?

It's true, before tonight's game I thought the Steelers were playing the St. Louis Cardinals (option #3...with the cardinal perched on the baseball bat). Sports fans everywhere - you have my permission to collectively roll your eyes, shake your head and sigh in disappointment.

BUT REALLY - just for kicks - think how much fun that game would be if it were to happen...picture this, a Steelers linebacker bolting from home plate in an attempt to tackle the Cardinals pitcher while he stood on the mound, just getting ready to throw a curve ball. Or have the QB throw a pass to home only to have the batter swing at the pig skin with his Louisville Slugger and knock it out of the park.

I find it to be an amusing image - but then again I could have just committed some serious sports blasphemy crossing these 2 very different American sports.

I'll be the first to admit, I'm not a sports fanatic nor am I even remotely concerned about what's going on during the game (despite my past as a high school cheerleader). I will however admit that I liked a few ads. I've heard it said the ads are the best part of the Super Bowl - I say that's true, but on an ad by ad basis. Some are good. Some are awful.

GOOD

#1 - Freak outs in the car relating to work frustration?
I have no idea what they are talking about...

#2 - "...what are you going to do, turn off your TV and computer?? hahahahaha..."

AWFUL - these ones I refuse to post in an effort to lessen the amount of garbage on the internet - but let's just say some of them had to do with Go-Daddy, E*Trade and Doritos. Sex unfortunately still seems to sell (boo), talking babies are not funny and eating chips to blast a female's outfit from her body? yeah, that guy deserved getting hit by a bus.

Oh and another non-football Super Bowl highlight? When Bruce Springsteen ran into the camera, crotch first. Celebrities! They're just like us!!

Dear Bed Time,

Even though I don't get MLK day off, I ignored you last night and stayed up way too late. Mostly because friends were hanging out and we eventually spent hours looking up SNL skits - this one had me crying.

Thank you Jill.
Thank you Brad.
Thank you Joey.

Dear Snowbird,

The mountain and I were in love on Saturday. Slowly but surely I'm getting the hang of toe side.

And...remember when I somehow ended up doing moguls? Yeah, that wasn't the plan.

Five more days til the weekend.
I'm officially one of those people who would...rather be snowboarding.

Noelle - I'll be ready for your trip in February. I promise you won't be embarrassed to ski with me. Just no double blacks ok?


Cheryl and Curtis taking a lift to the top. We practically had the mountain to ourselves in the morning.


Cheryl and I taking a lift to the top. Cheryl looked like a pro in her new jacket. She happily pulled me along at one point (Cheryl skies) with her pole as I was stuck, at a standstill on a catwalk. My normal hop hop move wasn't getting me anywhere, nor was my primate push (picture what an ape would like walking, hands on the ground pushing along with the feet). Without Cheryl I would have had to unstrap - which I hate doing - it's one of the downsides of snowboarding: not enough speed/skill + a slight incline = no forward movement.


I am happy as a snow bum even with a broken binding, a paper clip zipper jacket and gloves tearing at the seams. It all makes me sound a lot more hard core than I am. The fact of the matter is, it's what I get for getting cheap stuff on sale. Boo.

Dear Dream Job,

An Account Planner for Facebook...in the Paris office.

And we're not talking Paris, Texas people.

What not apply?
I can't think of a single reason.

Dear Denny,

Just die. Again. Or whatever it's called when the ghost of one's former self leaves...cross over? Yeah, that's it - just cross over already. Seriously.

Dear WWYD,

...IF...you had the opportunity to go work in a foreign country (the UK or France) as an au pair (a nanny)?

So maybe I filled out a profile with an online service that matches families with au pairs.
So maybe I checked my email and noticed 7 responses re: my profile. Seven parents all interested in having me watch their kids (with incredibly cute names - Henry, Wendy, Jack, Lillie, to name a few).
So maybe I'm interested.
Did I just start a new job? Yes.
Has it always been a dream of mine to live and work in the UK and France...yes.
Am I crazy to even consider this? Maybe.

Or maybe I'm having a quarter-life crisis.

Dear Valerie Needs New Snow Tires Fund,

Short of standing outside grocery stores ringing a bell, I think baking cookies will be the best idea to try and collect some monies to help pay for the insanely expensive pieces of rubber that prevent my car from slipping and sliding on the road.

Or maybe I could sell an organ on the internet.
I don't need BOTH kidneys...or my gall bladder for that matter.