Winter, Olympics, and Friends have been a running theme in my life for the last week.
Winter. . . I’m sure, has stuck around because of that stinky groundhog that can’t seem to keep his nose out of the weather business. We were well on our way to Spring when…BAM…we looked out our window to see snow. For a whole week we had the white stuff in our yard. Okay, it’s pretty but way to cold.
I wouldn’t have minded so much if Spring hadn’t already started sticking its head out of the ground. However, I’m thankful for natures resilience.
Before — During — After
The Winter Olympics just ended with their closing ceremony. It couldn’t come soon enough for me.
However, Mr.P LOVES the Olympics. Doesn’t matter if it is the Summer or Winter version. He’s on it. And… becomes and instant expert on any sport. This year he schooled me constantly on Curling. To my dismay there was no hair involved.
I have no idea how much he was saying was true. In fact I have no idea what he said because I wasn’t really listening. . . closely. But I do know we (USA) won the Gold. I know this because the. . . Uh, match? sets? periods? ends? (whatever) were shown every time the television was on.
Medals awarded to this household:
Mr.P . . . won Gold in the Remote Fast Forwarding through a DVR’d program event using finger dexterity.
Ellen . . . won the Gold in the Hiding and Hibernation event thanks to a basement sewing studio and earbuds!
And in the Friendship news. . . yet another friend has moved away.
That makes three since the beginning of the year. I’m doing well at not taking it personally but starting to wonder if we should look at moving now too. (Peer pressure exists in all stages of life.)
Anyway, had coffee this morning with a friend (I haven’t completely run out . . . yet.) and the first thing I asked her is if she had any plans of moving anytime soon.
She doesn’t. …YAY!!!
Until next time. . .