I admit I get very excited about the Olympics, especially the winter ones. I have no idea why. I don’t love the cold and I’m not big into playing winter sports. Not outside anyway. I think I’m a closet adrenaline junkie!
I ice skated some as a child at a local outdoor area that the town fire department froze over when it was cold enough. Wobbly ankles and fear of falling made my experience more like taking little mincing steps around the ice rather than gliding. We went sledding with friends, but I only slid down sensible hills — you know, a gentle slope and gliding to a stop with no fear of hurting yourself.
Skiing was expensive and I only went a few times. And in my area, there are no mountains, only little, probably manmade, hills. Since I never really learned how to stop I would be apologizing the whole way after putting on the skis because invariably I’d run into someone or over their skis. Then after reaching the bunny hill, I’d just point the skis forward and usually stop by hitting the fence at the bottom, grabbing on to steady myself.
I’m obviously way more suited to wearing the cute clothes while having a drink in front of the fire!
But the idea of politics being put aside for a few weeks and countries coming together in the spirit of the Games (Vice President Pence, are you listening?) while the world enjoys watching the best of the best graceful, tenacious and talented young athletes in the world still thrills me!
Sorry about the meme from Facebook, but I find it funny in a scary sort of way… Like clowns…
I think this is appropriate today…
I did go to the grocery store pre-storm, but no Facebook post!
Texted the kids once to see if anyone was going to work and make sure the grandkids were all home from school!
And here’s my old, arthritic Chief, trying to figure out what to do with this snow! We are up to 10 and a half inches (on top of the four we had) and expecting three inches more by the end of Sunday. Crazy weather!
It’s been super cold here in the Midwest (high of ten degrees today, low of 12 below last night) but we’re expecting warm ups by this weekend and maybe even 40 degrees one or two days next week! Hallelujah! We have some snow, but only three or four inches. And the sun is shining brightly, hence the really, really cold temps. When it hits above freezing I may attempt to clear the driveway, but really, if I can drive over the snow, does it matter?
But the East Coast was hit with a “bomb cyclone” recently, with more than a foot of snow in many places and now dropping temps. Is that even a real term or just something the weather people made up? (Okay, I looked it up and yes, it’s a real meteorological term so if you want to know what brings the snow and cold, you can look it up online, too, 😉 ) To all my East Coast friends and family, please stay safe and warm! Hopefully we will get through January and February here in the States and on to better weather…
JP is our youngest grandson who turned five in September. He and his mom and dad lived with us while they were building their house a year ago. Though they’ve moved into their new house now, we still get to pick him up from preschool on Tuesdays and Thursdays and spend the afternoon with him. Next year he’ll be in kindergarten all day. He’s so full of fun and remarkably wise for his years! This is our conversation in the car on the way home from preschool on Thursday…
Me: How are you feeling today? (He’s been sick and missed two days of school earlier this week.)
JP: I feel fine. Do you know what Dr. Pera said?
Me: No, what did he say?
JP: He said don’t drink out of somebody else’s glass, don’t eat somebody else’s food and don’t kiss any girls!
Me: Well, you haven’t been kissing any girls, right?
JP: No! (Giggles)
Me: I guess you can’t kiss your aunts or cousins on Christmas then.
JP: Like Madison?
Me: Right. And not Eileen either.
JP: And not you, Nana.
Me: Oh, I think you could kiss me on the cheek.
JP: Nope. Dr. Pera said no girls.
Me: So how was your day at school today?
JP: Good. It’s the first day of winter.
Me: Is it? Is it December 21 today?
JP: Nana, do you have a memory problem?