Bask, Dance & Guffaw

My boys (and much of our region) are still basking in the Raven's Super Bowl victory.

While cruising the web for day trip ideas, I saw this:



It made me laugh - possibly guffaw - out loud.

I love those DNR folk.


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More Maryland DNR videos may be found on their AccessDNR YouTube channel.

Sharing the Love

Across the nation, but especially in this region, the main event this weekend is the Super Bowl. I work in Baltimore city and you have to enjoy a little hometown pride. The past two weeks have seen a surge in all things purple: cupcakes, lattes, billboards, buildings.

You can bet that Sunday evening will find us in front of the tv, watching the game.

But before that?  There are two whole days to squeeze a day trip in!

Here are a few I'm considering:

February 2, 2013
Meet Merkle's Reptiles
Merkle Wildlife Sanctuary and Vistor's Center
Upper Marlboro, Maryland
cost: free

February 2-3, 2013
Great Scale Model Train Show
Maryland State Fairgrounds
Timonium, Maryland
cost: $9 adults, children free

February 2-3, 2013 (and every Saturday and Sunday)
Falls Walk
Great Falls Park
McLean, Virginia
cost: free

As always, these events were collected from various sources. If you'd like to attend one, I recommend verifying the details at the original source.

Enjoy and GO RAVENS!

Champions in Purple

Did you hear?

There was a big football game on Sunday. I think there may have been two.

Only one mattered to these two.

They were pumped.

Matt has long been a sports fan. He likes anything that involves running, jumping, and/or bouncing as long as it's on dry land. Football, specifically Baltimore Ravens' football, is his current favorite.

When he first got his Flacco jersey, it hung halfway to his knees. Now it's a tad short. No matter. He wears it reverently and supervises its washing. He devoutly ensures the entire family conforms to Purple Friday.

I thought Gabe could care less. He has a purplish shark shirt Matt makes him wear on Fridays.

But last month, Gabe refused to wear a hand-me-down Redskins shirt from one of his cousins. Last week, he begged for a Ravens shirt of his own. On Sunday, he watched more of the game than his brother.

And for that brief time the Ravens were losing, he was a wreck.

"Everything is ruined!"

"The universe is wrecked!"

"Patriots su. . ."

He stopped there. He wasn't so far gone that he missed the mom look.

Happily, the universe righted itself and the game went in his favor.

He passed out shortly afterward, still wearing his Ravens shirt.

Something tells me I have many Sundays of football watching in my future.

Maybe I should finally learn the rules.