...because Will and I made 118 poppers for Super Bowl Sunday. It took 4 hours--seriously. Will even declared that now that he knows how long it takes to wash, clean, stuff and bake them, he will eat them s..l..o..w..e..r and savor each bite.
Since Will was here for the weekend, we thought it would be a good time to blend our poochies. We tried at Christmas and they weren't keen on the idea. But this time, it worked! Well, we had to give them warm up time.... And my big 60 pound lug still thinks he is a tiny lap dog (he loves to be held like a baby!)..and Will's little, chi-weenie thinks she is a huge mastiff and definitely established herself as the alpha dog.
As if the jalapeño poppers weren't enough, we also made brownies, caramel popcorn, and a special Key Lime cake for Melissa's birthday. Will had the pain-staking task of spelling out "happy birthday" in mouse droppings a.k.a chocolate sprinkles. The cake was a hit--and tasted good, too!
The Super Bowl was fun to watch-- most of us were cheering for the Saints so it was great to see them win. Of course, the drunken victory calls from my "coonass" friends (What's up Lori?) made the night even more memorable!
Per tradition, the party is at Mom and Dad's house. But they don't even watch the game! Mom, Dad, Betty, Ann, Archie and Lisa stayed in the kitchen all night enjoying the conversation, drinks and snacks. Spencer and IV played in the hallway on the Pepsi football field rug most of the evening. Randy, Karen, III, Lucy, Will and I stayed in the living room and enjoyed the game, the commercials...and judging from today's indigestion...too many poppers!