February 8 – “SBCP”

Ah, those super bowl commercials.  Gotta love ‘em.  Well, some of them. Anyway.  Our SOUPer Bowl Commercial Party went pretty well last night.  We had around fifteen people, all clutching their BINGO cards and watching carefully for that one commercial that would fill out their row or their “X” or their four corners or their fully covered card.  Those were the requirements to win one of the fabulous prizes provided (albeit indirectly) by sponsors of the super bowl.  Josh won first and collected his eight pack of mini-Pepsi’s.  George garnered a pack of Butterfingers and a bag of Doritos – double victory.  And Cory managed to sneak in at the very end to nab the bag of Skittles.  The race was intense at times, but certainly all in good fun. 

It was hard to name a clear winner among our crowd this year.  We were very disappointed in the Budweiser Clydesdales.  Their brief appearance didn’t even make sense.  And the Marilyn Monroe Snickers one was just odd.  We laughed at the Axe “Who needs abs when you have the nose” spot.  At least that very first segment of it that actually showed the nose guy.  Our off-premises correspondent, Chris, texted in his vote – a tie between the singing sheep of … I don’t remember what they were singing for.  Maybe a truck?  I know there was one of them in there … and the Super Bowl babies.  That’s the one with the children born nine months after their parents’ favorite team won the super bowl.  It was creative for sure.  I guess they were advertising the super bowl itself?  My personal favorite was the Doritos ultrasound, hands down.  The baby just couldn’t wait to get his hands on a Dorito, and when Mom tossed it to the foot of the bed … it was time to be born.  Very cute.  And I understand it was a contest submission as well. 

The sleeper of them all, though, was the one that no one could decide if they should really like it and laugh uncontrollably or if it was just wrong on so many levels.  You know which one I mean.  Mountain Dew’s Baby monkey pug-dog.  Strange.  Odd.  Certainly memorable.  Sara insisted that it was the stuff nightmares are made of, at least in her world. 

The food was great.  Chili and all the fixin’s.  Ribs.  Chicken nuggets.  Five layer dip.  Even left-over cake from Sara’s bridal shower.  She brought it over once the shower ended.  We had a strong pro-Bronco crowd, but at least one Carolina backer (Josh) made for a fun evening of give and take during the time the actual game was on.  I did get one rise out of the crowd when I attempted to give the trivia game answers.  Who knew that some people actually wanted to watch the halftime entertainment?  There weren’t even any marching bands or drill teams.  We paused the action (miracles of modern technology), finished the trivia business, and hurried back to all the singing and dancing.  Of course that meant we had to stay off of Facebook as the game wound down to prevent seeing those spoilers posted by those people watching in real time (downside of modern technology). 

Thanks to everyone who came.  Put in on the calendar for next year.  Who knows?  Maybe one of those other sponsors will kick in for a BINGO prize … BMW … Audi … Toyota … Axe.

1 John 3:14 says, “We know that we have passed from death to life, because we love our brothers. Anyone who does not love remains in death.”

Father, thank you for the friends and fun we had last night.  Amen.