Some pictures from the Fireman's Chili Cook-off on Friday. The first is one of the Mardi Gras people at their booth. The second is the SS Minnow of "Chili-gan's Island". They had someone dressed as Gilligan, the Skipper, Mr. Howell ... and a 'great' Ginger. The third pic is the balcony at the Mardi Gras booth, ... where we caught all of our strands of beads.
It is Sunday and I have finished reading the Sunday newspaper. I am drinking a diet Coke ... and there is a Christmas theme on the can. Perhaps we should just have "THE" season all year long. That way, the folks like me who bemoan the earlier starting times for the season (and the hard sell commercialism extant) every year wouldn't have anything to bitch about. We could have newspaper headlines on December 26th ... "Only 364 shopping days 'til Christmas".
I have some potatoes boiling and some meat boiling that I will combine later for my home-made soup. I am cooking it today for tomorrow night. Hilda just got up and is having her coffee and reading the paper. I've made her coffee and now I should make her some breakfast.
Our hapless Arizona Wildcat football team won their 3rd in a row yesterday. They killed the Oregon Ducks. We could be Bowl eligible for the first time in about 9 years. I am truly happy for Coach Stoops. It has been difficult rebuilding a losing program when your recruits are the ones that no other major college wants. All the top-notch recruits in the west want to play for USC, UCLA, et al. Our Wildcat Basketball team plays today at 1400 our time. We are going to Hilda's dad's grave and then we'll probably watch the game at the American Legion or at Famous Sam's.
I am watching the Packers and the Patriots on CBS. I made sausage and portabello omelets with cheese for breakfast. Pretty good, if I do say so myself. I also used some of the salsa that we bought at the Holy Trinity Monastery craft show last weekend. It has such a great flavor and a sneaky warmth ... not really as hot as advertised, but good.
It is 1800 hours here in the old Pueblo. A friend of mine called about 1100 and said that he couldn't use his U of A basketball tickets today. So, we dressed hurriedly and picked up the tickets and went to THE GAME. We won, 102-90 although NMSU gave us some severe scares. I still need to shower and get ready for tomorrow, but I am ecstatic. Hilda is so hoarse that she squeeks.
PEACE to you all and I hope that you have a happy Thanksgiving Day this week. I may get a chance to write before then, but I may not. Love from the desert.
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