Enough snow, really, enough snow.

Having the Monday blog spot the day after the Super Bowl puts me in a great position to be a Monday Quarterback. Of course, anyone who knows me knows that I don’t have the expertise to second guess the coaching of the game. My interest in the game is in the commercials.

We are skiing out west this week, a sport exhausting and exhilarating.  The key is to limit the exhausting part.  For this Eve and I have a deal.   I carry her skis for her when we start and finish the day and after lunch and hot chocolate breaks.  And she picks out my clothes each morning and night and has them all ready for me on the bed. 

I enjoy plane rides. At least taking off. That's when you are pushed back into your seat from the g forces. I love the speed. Last night I was enamoured with the view of NY and Long Island from the plane as we broke through the clouds descending into LaGuardia. It looked magical with all the different lights twinkling, defining the natural geography. The water is black but you know it's there.  

What is it that men and women have about hair?Men can't seem to have enough and women can't abide with having it anywhere other than on their head (that's a blog for Nancy or Rona). When I was young I hated my "crab grass" hair. Now that I've reached a certain age and retained it, albeit silver, I get lots of positive comments, eg, "you've got your hair", from both sexes. I don't get it. What is it about hair?

We were in Florida last weekend visiting my Mom in Delray. Every morning we took a walk along the beach and enjoyed the 50 degree temperature difference from home. (I understand how the happiness of New Yorkers in Florida is tied to the difference in the weather.) While walking I couldn't help but think of the dog walking blogs --- Fred's and David's. Lots of people walking dogs along Delray's beach.

I distinctly rememberattending an event with my wife.  My wife always loved Joan Baez, while I was always the devout Dylan fan.  I got her tickets to see Joan Baex in the city one time during the early-mid 2000's.  Probably not unpredictably, at one point in the show, Joan Baez went on and on about her feelings against the war.  After the show, my wife confided in me that she thought I was going to get "so mad."  I wasn't exactly shy about my dedicated support for our nation, our troops and our cause in both the wars on terrorism.