Who Dat!

Who Dat indeed! What a game it was on Sunday when the mighty Saints took down Peyton Manning and his seemingly unstopable Colts.

I was very excited because Mommy and Daddy let me have my first Super Bowl party. I didn't have much control over the guest list because Mommy said we had to share in the historic event with her collegues who have Louisiana ties. I got to invite Papa Boogs, G and Uncle Josh. We also had my new buddy Stella over with her Mom and Dad and my new friend Michael. Stella's Mom is from Shreveport and Michael is from Point, LA. I think the cajun folk are starting to take over Seattle. I hear they even let Patrick into Spokane.

We were lucky that G had a last minute business trip to Arkansas so she stopped of at Aunt Josie's house to pick up supplies for the big game. You wouldn't have known we were all the way in Seattle for all the traditional cajun food we had.

Mommy cooked shrimp creole, G made boudin and brought sausage cheese bread and king cake. Stella's mom made shrimp and grits and made a king cake with using Saints black and gold sugar icing.

The game was so exciting; I had been wearing my Saints gear all the days leading up to the game illicting many wishes of good luck for the game - they didn't know with Mr. Brees on our side luck wasn't a factor.

I was a little scared when we finally were declared the winners for all the shouting in the house; I thought maybe I was in trouble, but then everyone was hugging and I think I even saw G with a tear in her eye, so I knew I was in the clear. I think we're going to be celebrating this victory for a long time; we've only been wainting 4 decades for this to happen!

Who Dat! and Happy Mardi Gras!