In spite of my husband’s best play off beard efforts, the Eagles did not deliver the NFC championship. It was an interesting experiment, being married to someone with facial hair, and I am glad that he will be shaving tonight, though I would have liked to see the all-Pennsy Super Bowl. This season I have embraced my family’s devotion to the birds and come to appreciate the governor’s post game comments, but I must confess that I will be glad to have Sunday afternoons back.