And granddaughter Desiree? She's rooting for the Packers.
I won't hold this lapse in judgment against her.
She challenged me to a bet.
Whoever loses said bet has to make the winner some chocolate chip cookies. I've already told her that she better have plenty of chips on hand, cuz I'm mighty picky about the chip to cookie ratio.
At least it's not as drastic as the bet my brother Greg made for the playoffs...
Greg was on the winning end of this bet, and is holding the Steelers flag...and his friend's pants.
At the end, note that the runner's wife handed him a beer, not a blanket.