I HEART the Olympics

Why?

1. Extra cheesy biographies. I love the cheesy profiles on various athletes that makes me want to cheer for them, regardless of who I was rooting for before I watched the vignette. Yes, I am easily manipulated by the media on this topic.

2. Killer suspense. It is so fun to hide Lee's phone and keep him from his computer so he can't look up results before we watch the event on TV.

3. Memories... Every time the Olympics come around I think about watching the games with my family. I remember how growing up David owned the TV and didn't allow us to watch anything but the games. I remember how exciting 2002 was, and the night of the women's figure skating. How many people can say they had a baby when the Olympics were in town?

4. Track and Field. When else am I going to carve out the time to watch a women's marathon and even get a little teary-eyed at the finish?

5. Dreaming big... We went for a walk yesterday and the whole time Will and Josie were running, jumping, doing somersaults, and then jumping up into the victory pose. As I laughed and cheered them on, I remembered how after watching Mary Lou Retton in 1984, I knew I could win a gymnastics gold medal. The little problem of not knowing how to do gymnastics didn't deter me... I knew I could do it, or something else just as amazing. Maybe I need to go find that faith in myself again.

New Look!

As you can see, I have changed the look of this blog a little. Yes, yes, I can go to a website and cut and paste some free code. I rarely take the time to do anything on this blog (not that this is news to anyone) but last night I was sitting on Josie's bed, motivating her to clean her room. I will spare you the details of why it took her three hours to clean her room, but I will say it would have taken me about 10 minutes. At least she did it on her own and she knows she can do it by herself. So as I sat thinking about all of the others things I needed to be doing, Uncle Rico came to mind and reminded me that I "might as well be doing somethin' while I'm doing nothin'." So here you go. Enjoy. Maybe one day I will actually create my own background . . . maybe.

(Above is the look Josie gave me at least 180 times last night. I'll bet you wish you had been here!)

So, I've decided why I have a problem doing a blog:

1. I have a lot of really good "too busy" reasons. I still manage to weed my flower gardens though, even if I'm sick. So I know I'm not too busy to do the things I love.
2. I know I'm not a great writer, and I'm not sure I have anything to say that is worth reading. I don't want people critiquing me. (I know, I know, the only way to get better at writing is to write, but I prefer my private journal for that, not the world wide web.)

So in lieu of some thought provoking prose, I will share with you a favorite photo:

This picture was taken after Josie's ballet recital, Will is on the right, the Dunn boys are up above. What good boys they were to sit through a "boring" ballet recital. Perhaps more will follow. I have the cutest picture of Rosalie . . .