I know I'm old but still it may seem a bit strange for me to be expressing a wish for a happy 111th birthday, but that's what I'm doing today.
Arizona officially became the 48th member of the United States of America on this date in 1912 when President William Howard Taft signed the bill granting statehood.
It had been the U.S. Territory of Arizona for 49 years before that.
So, let's all say it again: Happy Birthday, Arizona!
For football fans, yesterday's Super Bowl game was a great game, decided by a field goal kicked with 8 seconds left.
But most of the talk today is about someone who goes by only one name (as many pop idols do) and about her appearance during her halftime performance and whether or not she was pregnant.
Rihanna proudly displayed her "baby bump" and it was confirmed after the game that she was indeed pregnant with her second child with her partner who goes by the name (?) of A$AP Rocky.
But give the girl credit: with her smart business decisions and the apparent loyalty of her fans, she's become a billionaire.
As for me, who has let the current music scene evade him, I wouldn't have recognized Rihanna, pregnant or otherwise.
As for that other event, the football game, some Philadelphia Eagles fans and some pundits were growling about a penalty called in the waning moments of the game that gave the Kansas City Chiefs new momentum.
But even the Eagles player they called it on said after the game that it was indeed holding.
"I grabbed his jersey", he said, "but I was hoping they'd let it get by."
They didn't and the Chiefs went on to their second Super Bowl victory in four years.
So that's that and I promise I won't ever write another word about the Super Bowl.
So for those of you who were confused by yesterday's post, River got it right: Spring is just around the corner.
But that was yesterday and today is today.
Er, I mean today is Friday!
Oh, by the way, yesterday was National Pizza Day and I learned that right after I had suggested to SWMBO that we have pizza last night.
So we did.
Now, on to today's business.
Okay Ladies and Gents that's the humor for this week.
Now your mission is to mix well this weekend, with company, snacks, food and drinks and try seriously not to get into any fierce fights over Sunday's Super Bowl.
In other words, have a great time and always remember to keep laughing!
It occurred to me that every time (rarely) I bake or cook something I have to post on this blog bragging about it.
Regardless of the fact that I have oft boasted about my wife's abilities in the kitchen, I rarely have shown the results of her work.
So I won't do that today either.
But what I will show you is a sheet pan recipe that she prepared.
The photo is as it was ABOUT to go into the oven.
Left to right what you see here are some mini potatoes, quartered white onions, carrots, red peppers, yellow peppers, chicken breast pieces marinated in an Oriental sauce, and slices of red onion.
And wonderful reporter that I am, I didn't get a photo as it came out of the oven and before I pounced on and devoured most of it.
The day we find out whether we will have another six weeks of winter or an early spring.
To those of you who don't know it dates back to the 19th Century when a group of Pennsylvania Dutch immigrants in Punxsutawney celebrated their superstition with a groundhog named Punxsutawney Phil.
As the superstition goes, if it's a sunny day and the groundhog thus sees its shadow it retreats to its den for another six weeks of winter.
If he doesn't see his shadow there will be an early spring.
This year Phil saw his shadow.
So does the superstition hold?
We could ask the groundhog.
Meantime, another tradition of this day has locked in.
Watching the Bill Murray movie "Groundhog Day", in which he is fated to reliving February 2nd over and over again.
So enjoy your day, your predictions, your weather, your early or late spring and whatever else comes your way.
I opened the door to see the two huge trees in our front yard were absolutely filled with robins!
On January 31st!
I figured there were at least 50 of them and Judy said they apparently were migrating, though she said it seemed early for that.
They were very bold.
Quite a few danced around on the roof right over my head and were not scared off by my presence.
And when I went to the mailbox out by the street one flew off the roof, underneath the mailbox only about a foot from the ground and closer than that to me and up to another tree across the street.
I found a website this morning and read a lot about them and a flock like this is not unusual during migrations.
They can cover up to 300 miles in a day before stopping for the night.
We had not seen the birdlife we were accustomed to at our previous home and were despairing.
But earlier in the week when I opened the blind a tiny bird landed on the patio and walked almost up to the glass door where I was standing.
I think it was a goldfinch but I couldn't be sure.
Now, with this huge group of robins passing through, can Spring be far away?
I hope so and I hope the birds will be back to entertain us.
For those of you who don't know, that song was performed by a man born in Lithuania as Asa Joelson.
But after he came to the United States, he entered the world of entertainment as Al Jolson and had a legendary career before his death in 1950.
Hopefully, his song will lure some more robins to our area.
A good friend who supplies much of the comic material on these posts sent me a poem this morning.
It was a poem that he wrote was "just for me".
But knowing the meaning of poetry as defined by the Mighty Google: "It can . . . allow writers to express their emotions and allow readers to connect to those emotions . . ." I thought I could and even should share the poem with all of you.
I hope you can appreciate the angst that brought forth this poem from a troubled (and anonymous) soul.
Today's lesson about my state is about what we here call "The Valley", more formally "The Valley of the Sun".
The facts are thanks to a posting by my old employer, KPNX-TV, on its website 12 News today.
What is the Valley?
“The Valley” is what locals call the Phoenix Metropolitan Area. It is considered the largest metropolitan area in the Southwest.
The Valley is made up of various major cities other than Phoenix, including:
Mesa
Chandler
Scottsdale
Tempe
Glendale
Surprise
Peoria
Gilbert
El Mirage
Avondale
Litchfield Park
Goodyear
Buckeye
Whether a city is in the “East Valley” or “West Valley” depends on where it is in relation to Phoenix.
The cities of the Valley have a combined population of 4,845,832 people, according to the 2020 United States Census. This makes it the 11th largest metropolitan area in the country right behind the Boston and Atlanta areas.
How big is Maricopa County?
Maricopa County is the United States’ 4th largest county in terms of population with 4,485,414 people, according to the 2020 Census.
The county contains around 63% of Arizona’s population and is 9,224 square miles. That makes the county larger than seven U.S. states (Rhode Island, Delaware, Connecticut, Hawaii, New Jersey, Massachusetts and New Hampshire).
One of the largest park systems in the nation is also located in Maricopa County. The county has an estimated 120,000 acres of open space parks that includes hundreds of miles of trails, nature centers and campgrounds.
The county’s seat is located in Phoenix, which is also the state capital and the census-designated 5th most populous city in the United States.
By the way, where I live is another valley - Prescott Valley.
It's population is 48,188 at last count.
Prescott, about 8 miles to the west of us, has a current population of 46,833.
Prescott Valley used to be considered a suburb of Prescott.
It seems like we've had an interminably long cold winter so far and I know it's not going to be over until late March but jeeze!
Isn't it ever going to warm up?
Well, as we sit huddled around the fire in the living room (and we don't even have a fireplace!) about all we can do is exert ourselves to get the blood flowing.
Like try laughing maybe.
Just think about it for awhile, it'll come to you.
As for the rest of you, let's go out there . . . no, wait, let's stay inside where it's warm . . . but endeavor to have yourselves an enthrallingly exciting and entertaining weekend!