
Of course I had to ask, what’s this snuggie thing all about?


The bash was a potluck dinner. I made barbecue chicken drumsticks and whipped up a blue cheese dressing dip from scratch (thanks mom for that recipe, it was perfect).
I walked in with a game plan: assess the buffet table, pick out my favorites, and grab a smaller plate. Well, that strategy bombed in a matter of minutes. After checking out my options I literally put a scoop of every dish on my plate, plus I had a side bowl of delicious turkey chili, and of course chocolate chip cookies (notice the plural) for dessert.
There’s something about bean dips and mini hot dogs wrapped in puff pastries that I can’t resist. 4 quarters later I was lying on the couch in a food coma feeling pretty satisfied. So next year instead of bending over backwards to try and control myself I’m just going to succumb to the inevitable because at least for me there’s absolutely no way to avoid splurging on super bowl…lesson learned.

The sit-in in Greensboro lasted for about four months before Woolworth’s management decided to desegregate.
I was in Washington, DC over the weekend and visited the National Museum of American History. I was treated to a short musical about this very sit-in. Today was the 50Th anniversary of the Greensboro sit-in…lesson learned.
Below is a short video of a segment of the performance at the museum, I apologize for the foggy picture.
