I forgot to mention that Friday right after I got done with work, I went outside to take a rosary walk. It was very cold and I was tempted to go inside, but I stuck it out and was rewarded with seeing a train during the fifth decade. God's talking to me in Train again. Also, yesterday I went outside to take a walk and saw that all three of my packages had arrived: my Muppets hoodie, my Hawaiian Capricorn keychain (thought I was ordering a necklace just like Grandma's - oops!), and my "Minnesota Nice" basket of soap, lotion, scented oil, and lip balm. It was a fundraiser for people in Minnesota, and you could send one to a person in need in Minnesota, so I bought one for myself and one for someone being terrorized by ICE. Sorry, no photos of my loot yet - soon.
This morning there was twice as much plastic as usual, but there was a Care for Creation meeting after Mass, so I couldn't help too much with the recycling and poor Travalon had to take all the bags to the drop-off point himself. They were also selling pizzas after Mass to help people in Belize, so we bought one and had it for lunch. My Brazilian drum lesson was really short today, but like last week, my FitBit thought I got a workout from bicycling outside. Last week I was very sore after walking all around the Milwaukee Public Museum the day before, so I was happy to get "steps" by drumming and fiddling. Today I was short because it was so cold outside; Travalon and I walked around the house, but we didn't get that many steps so I cheated and put the FitBit on my right wrist when I went to band practice. Unlike the Slow Irish Session last week, where we played continuously so I got credit for a walk, this time my FitBit didn't register any workout, but it did register enough steps that I only had to walk around the house to one song when I got home to get my ten thousand steps. Not bad!
When I got home, Travalon was watching the end of the Super Bowl. The Seahawks won, which pleases me as far as I care, since neither team was the Packers. Travalon had recorded the whole game, so once it was over I rewound and watched the halftime show. And was that ever amazing! Having just been to Puerto Rico, I could recognize some of the tropes in the show, and I was happy to see Lady Gaga and Ricky Martin. Bad Bunny had so much energy, and he did have a lot of salsa flavor in his music. I haven't listened to him much in the past, but maybe now I will. He did work with a professor at our university to write his album about Puerto Rico, that I believe won a grammy. He certainly did win a Grammy at one point, because he gave it to a kid during the show. Also, a couple invited him to their wedding so he said they should have it during his show, and so they did. A real wedding! This has to be the best Super Bowl halftime show ever. It ended with Bad Bunny name-checking every country in Latin America, and ending with the USA and Canada, as people behind him carried all the flags. My regular readers know I'm a real sucker for parades of flags. But this show sucked me in from the beginning, when it depicted the sugar cane fields of Puerto Rico, and the old men playing cards at a table. Of course, that could also be Cuba. All my love to both islands.
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