Super Bowl, Super Tuesday, Super February

January went by like a shot, and considering that we were in the middle of a snowstorm a week ago today, it was nice to be able to do outside activities this afternoon, including the transfer station run we’d postponed and a visit to the Falmouth playground with James after his impromptu overnight.
The sales, marketing and consulting people at the office, including the CEO, dressed in Patriots shirts on Friday. My football pals have a lavish Super Bowl party planned, with shrimp, steak tips and fixings.
The spill-over of communal activity has made this a festive weekend.
Go, Pats. RCP for poll junkies; go, anyone but The Pretender.