Remember when it was every four years? That blew.
Regardless, the opening ceremonies are tonight and I plan on being front and center. As I watched a brief clip of the last opening ceremonies, I remembered just how amazing it was. And I recalled my thought last year as it was going on, "That must have cost a fortune. I mean they could have fed a small country for years."
I have memories of watching the Olympics with my family when I was young. Nothing super detailed, but memories nonetheless of us going, "Ooooh!" "Ahhhh!" "Did you see *that*?!" "We won the gold!!"
My day started this morning with a great 'little' memory. Over 10" of snow (as the previous post chronicled!) on the ground outside, school canceled and my sweet babies (okay...they're 6 and 9 but will always be my babies!) crawled in bed this morning for some hugs and love. We made note that if Duke were able to jump up there like he used to, we'd all be in the bed (as yes...Scout was up there too!).
I've got a pot of chili going. Kids snuggled in for the night. Getting ready to feed dogs. Laundry room humming away. Work done for the day. Wine in the fridge if I so feel the urge. The knowledge that the kid's sports have been cancelled for tomorrow so we don't have to get up at the crack of dawn. I'm looking forward to a warm and cozy night at home.
I'm sure whatever Vancouver has planned will be phenomenal and I'm excited to see it. I'm sure also that their thoughts will be surrounding the Georgian luge athlete who died today as he flew off the track and hit a pole during his practice run. I can't imagine what his family is going through. Hopefully, one of their last conversations included the phrase, "I love you."
Not to get too down, though. Looking forward to this weekend, Vancouver. Bring it.
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