Chicago Bears

  • Fifty One-derful

    Last year, when a bunch of my friends and I all turned FIFTY, we freaked a little. Just a little, I mean, fifty is the new forty and all that. We’re a pretty defiant bunch, not gonna let age take us prematurely, we’ll go kicking and screaming into the elder abyss, but still…FIFTY. Well, we

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  • We had a very long weekend booked solid with Bunco, meetings, obligations, a baptism and an anniversary sale. Come Sunday night, Dave and I were both ready to crack open a cold beer and watch some football. Instead of “football,” we watched the Bears. Instead of settling into a relaxing evening, the Bears just dragged

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