A Super Bowl Memory
There are several family traditions that I hope will never change, no matter the situation. Turkey on Thanksgiving. BBQ on the 4th of July. Gambling on the Super Bowl. I certainly realize that being unemployed should trump dipping into my savings account to guess whether or not a team is going to win the coin flip, but I have always been very disciplined in my gambling, NEVER betting more than I can afford to lose. Of course, we have passed on those rules to my 12-year old, 10-year old and six-year old. Child services, on line four. My son, the middle of the three, is a HUGE sports fan, just like me. Like me, he would watch any sport at any time. I used to think that he really loved sports, but as my wife explained to clueless old me a few years ago, he just wanted to bond with me. Looking back, I think that was probably true when he was younger, but now he is a REAL sports fan. The last thing he does at night is check the scores. The first thing he does in the morning is w...