If you don't know about Eat 'n Park, I'm sorry. You're missing out on some damn good shit. Depending on where you live, you may think of something like a Denny's or Shoney's or Black Bear Diner. Eat'n Park is only closed on Christmas and Thanksgiving. Which is why I found this article to just be plain awesome.
With locations mainly in Pennsylvania, it just shows how serious the Steeler Nation is about this game!
I have a standing rule at home for Kiddo: If neither Lovey or I are there, no one is allowed in the house. Normal rule that I'm sure you may have had growing up too. Then again, maybe not since times have changed.
This past Friday, one of Kiddo's friends stopped by after school, let's call her E. No big deal, they were sitting out front just chatting. Later, Kiddo told me that E had said that the house smelled amazing: like cookies and candy and Christmas. (I hadn't taken the tree down at that time.) I have a thing about the house smelling nice, so I was happy with that comment. Apparently, E also asked Kiddo if she could come live with us. I laughed that one off at first. BUT. Later, Kiddo told me E's entire storoy.
<break out your hankies>
Her dad is just MIA. Kiddo asked where he was, but apparently, he's a non-entity, similar to Kiddo's own sperm donor. E said when Kiddo asked, "I ate him." Funny, but sad. On top of that, if I can totally take their word for it, E is currently living with her brother and step-sister who are in their early 20s because E's mom ditched her and left the state.
Does Kiddo get on my nerves every once in a while? Sure, what 15 year old doesn't? But to ditch your child and move across the country and leave her so unceremoniously in the care of your other child who isn't that much older? OMG, I think my heart just broke.
I haven't been able to get this out of my mind. Lovey asked if I wanted to adopt another 15 year old. No, I don't. I honestly don't even know how E is managing to escape Children and Family Services, but I am happy that she is at least still going to school. I feel terrible about this and I don't know what to do.
I think that the least I can do is allow E to come over on Saturdays and probably Sundays to hang out with Kiddo. Not that we're "normal", but at least for a couple days a week we can pretend to be so E can have somewhere where her life can seem normal. Ugh, the sadness!
And on a completely different note…….
Last night on my way to yoga, it was wonderfully cool and crisp outside. And maybe you'll understand this if you've lived far enough from a big city. The air tasted good. Like fall and leaves and, well, winter too I guess.
And one more completely different note……..
It takes a lot bring the sports world to a standstill, but there was no ignoring the magnitude of the moment. Pittsburgh Steelers coach Mike Tomlin pushed back his first pre-Super Bowl news conference one hour so it wouldn't conflict with the inauguration.
"What we're doing here today pales with what's going on in our nation's capital," Tomlin said.
Steelers principal owner Dan Rooney and his son Jim hand-delivered a game ball from the team's AFC Championship win to Obama on Monday, at a dinner Obama hosted for Arizona Sen. John McCain, the man he defeated for the presidency. Dan Rooney campaigned for Obama in Pennsylvania and surrounding states.
"He's a [Chicago] Bears fan first, he admits that," Dan Rooney said Tuesday, according to the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette. "But he's a Steelers' fan. He's said it, and all his staff, they're rooting for us [in the Super Bowl]."
Get your mind out of the gutter, you're crowding me.
I'm talking about Superbowl 41 here people.
I do not expect everyone in the world to know that the big game is next Sunday. I realize that not everyone is a football fan. Everyone may not know who's playing or that, even though we shouldn't make a big deal of it, it's the first time in NFL history that a black head coach (even 2!!) go to the dance. These are things that I understand.
On the other hand, in case you don't know, XLI is being held here in Miami this year where the Colts and Bears will battle it out to see whose cuisine reigns supreme. No, wait, that's Iron Chef, this is the gridiron. Anyways, it is difficult to live here and not know that XLI will be here next weekend. It's all the talk on the news, on the radio, there are banners and billboards EVERYWHERE. So, praytell, how do two young adult men, living in Miami, have the following conversation at approximately 1 pm on Saturday (1/27/07)?
Guy 1: Is the Superbowl today?
Guy 2: No man, it's tomorrow.
Guy 1: Seriously? I don't even know who's playing.
At this point, my boyfriend, who is at the counter waiting to pay for our snake's dinner, does the good deed and lets them know that yes, if they don't have to pull their heads out of their asses today, they can stay in the dark for one more week.
Guy 1: Oh, so it's next week?
My Guy: Yeah. Traffic's gonna be rough.
Guy 2: Why's that?
Why's that? Why's that?!?!? Seriously, you LIVE here and you don't know that one of the biggest attractions in professional sports is going to happen in your own back yard?!?!
My Guy: How much for this rat?
Guy 1: Two dollars.
My Guy: Here you go. Babe, let's go.
We couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry about this. We chose laugh. I guess if you breathe snake poop all day, you're bound to lose some sense.