The News Is Scaring Me ...

Not the REAL news. I think I'm semi-immune to politics these days.

I'm talkin' football.

Last night, Lee and I both really wanted to go have a beer. But we didn't, because with all the eating healthy work we're trying to do to manage his blood sugar, that's just stupid. I'm not saying we'll never go have a beer again, but we'll save it for special occasions rather than "what we do because we're bored."

So we grabbed two loaves of bread we'd bought - white bread - that we decided not to eat because whole grain is better - and walked up to the park. We took a stroll around the lake and fed the ducks that live there instead. And you know what? It was just as relaxing, if not moreso, than going to have our beer.

Well, it was until Lee decided to try to befriend a couple of geese who joined the ducks, anyway. He actually hand-fed one of them. I don't mind them from afar, but geese are hissing, pooping machines. My great-grandmother in West Virginia had one that waddled around her yard all the time. When I was little, it would chase me, hissing all the way, and peck my butt until one of the grown-ups realized I was running and squealing and scooped me up and scared it away.

So yeah, I might have a bit of latent goose-trauma in my system. But otherwise, our walk and duck-bonding session was a wonderful way to spend the evening.

Then we came home, and the Steelers and the Ravens pre-season games were both on TV. We channel-flipped for a while, until Lee got mad at the Ravens and said we could just watch the Steelers. They were scaring me too, and I'm still a bit nervous, although they pulled the win out of their butts at the last minute. Go Jeff Reid.

The announcers talked throughout the game about how the Steelers have the toughest schedule in the NFL this season. And as I watched what they were doing and had that drilled into my head, I thought "yeah, that sucks." Because they won, but they sure weren't playing like a team ready to face the toughest schedule on the docket.

Yet. I have faith.

But it's a nervous kind of faith, ya'll.