Decades

These are a few of our favorite things when the dog bites and the bee stings:

Mustard on scrambled eggs.

Marlboros, not the generic brand.

Parlays over straight plays (for entertainment purposes only).

Diet coke with a Big Mac and fries to keep our girlish figure.

The Meineke Car Care Bowl.

Directing the placement of the Christmas tree from a perch on the couch.

Christmas Eve shopping with the kids at the South Street Seaport and lunch at Wendy’s.

Paula Creamer’s beautiful swing and pink ball.

Laughing at ourselves when putts for double bogie lip out.

Faithful friends who are dear to us and gather near to us once more.

We are torn, torn we say! when it comes to remembering the last year of the aughts and reminiscing over a decade in this sporting life.

We learned to simulate playing golf, no small feat given our advanced age and lack of cocktail waitresses.

Our children, who advanced far beyond us in scholarship and athletic accomplishment.

Those who endured much with more grace and wit than can be measured.

The hound hotel, which can be a good place to go when the slings and arrows cloud the skies.

David Tyree’s miraculous helmet catch.

OU’s national championship against Florida State.

Boise State’s trickeration win against OU.

Of course, the 2004 Red Sox.

New Year’s resolutions are upcoming (six-pack abs are among them). Have yourself a merry little Christmas. We’ll muddle through somehow.