I'm a widow...

a football widow...

it's that time...

when grown men throw a football around...

while my men sit and watch it all happen...

this is Bear country...

I'm not allowed to talk to them until it's over...

I have to sit here and be quiet...

which, if you know me, that's hard to do...

and they will cheer and boo the afternoon away...

sometimes quite loudly...

the whole weekend month has been planned around this game...

the Bears are playing the Packers...

usually I'm not allowed to say the P word...

but they are distracted right now...

the Ps scored first...

that wasn't good...

so...

who are you rootin' for?...

Chicago or Green  Bay?

Me?...

I'm taking a nap...

like my best friend, Rebecca...

see, we have this plan...

if the yelling doesn't wake us up...

we'll miss the whole thing!

yeah, we thought that up all by ourselves...

feel free to join us if you can't stand the hollering...