Live tweeting Super Bowl XLV

I'm not much of a sports fan, but I seem to have a special block where (American) football is concerned. Even my ever-patient husband has thrown up his hands and pointed out that although I ask questions, I don't really seem like I want to learn that badly. He's right.

But that didn't stop me from live tweeting the Super Bowl on Sunday evening. I figured my fresh perspective might be just what people need.

17:37

I never did choose a team.

18:07

Apparently they're not called goals. Then why do they call them goalposts, huh? :^p


18:12

The most enjoyable part for me was the tight uniforms until I was told it's nearly all padding.

18:24

18:47

18:53

It's 3 or 6 or 7 points. I think the seventh point is judged on the dance performance.

19:23

20:17

I'm a little disappointed that I haven't received any offers to be a color commentator yet. :^/

Back to Grandma's yard

Once we moved into our house, I unconsciously began reassembling my favorite elements of my grandma's house. It was built around the same time as ours, about seventy miles away.

I planted the lilacs I remembered, and purple iris, four o'clocks with their small round seeds like little cartoon bombs, peonies and black-eyed susans and mint. I've had tomatoes some years, and chives, and geraniums that were her favorite shade of coral pink.

Now that we have storm windows with screens, we can open the windows on days when it's not too hot and get a very satisfying and soothing breeze.

I even found Sweetheart Soap, the smell of which takes me back to being four years old again.

And now I have a clothesline (I suppose we have a clothesline, but it's mostly mine), an umbrella style clothesline that you take down when you're not using it. When I was little, we could hang a sheet from each of the four sides and I would have the best garden house (girl equivalent of a fort) you could ask for. I tried it out today for the first time, and yes, everything dried just fine and blew picturesquely in the breeze especially for my benefit.

About to be enGulfed

On Monday I'll start a new job (a detail for six months) and I'll be working on communications about our agency's work on the BP Gulf of Mexico oil spill.

The scope of this disaster is hard for me to comprehend. I found a widget from the Public Broadcasting System that shows how much oil has leaked since the incident began April 20. You can adjust the rate based on the various estimates available.



If It Was My Home uses Google Maps to show you the surface area of the spill superimposed on your part of the world. This is oddly effective, since you have probably visited places at different distances from your home and have a personal grasp of how far the spill reaches.