A familiar pose before the TV.

I’m glad I have a wife who understands this time of year.

Matter of fact, Monday night when I rooted for the Bears to beat the Vikings to atone for the Saints

failure to take care of business on their own Sunday afternoon, she was right there in the living room with me,  cheering the Bears on.  (Geaux, Bears!  They won!).

And then from night to night this week of Bowls, she leaves the living room TV and the fire place all to me as she retreats to the  bedroom to watch her own shows.  (She’s not altogether lonely, since Ann-home-from-college spends most of the evening with her).

Nonetheless, thank God for a forbearing wife, friend, and fan.

Geaux, Tigers!  Geaux, Saints!