It’s the Olympics!!
I love the Olympics. I can never get enough. And this year, for the very first time, I have cable to watch them with. There are three stations that will be carrying it. And one of them will be doing 16 hours live! I can watch the Olympics starting at 1am and watch live for 15-16 hours each day. That’s a lot of Olympics!
The Opening Ceremonies were wonderful last night. These are my thoughts as we watched.
I have an affinity for Britain owing to my Anglo-Saxon heritage. I loved the history aspect of the program, the pastoral start with real grass moving to the industrial revolution.
The Queen’s participation and arrival.
The children’s literature with Voldemort and J.K. Rowling. And real doctors and nurses.
The performance of “Chariots of Fire” made me all misty, that is until it made me laugh.
I really liked all the drums.
I like the flag bearers wearing native dress. The Netherlands had tulips on their jackets. The colored Solomon Island goatee. What are those children carrying? Must have missed that explanation when we were out watching the monsoon storm.
Watching beach volleyball in 2008, one of the commentators made reference to the Paleozoic era, because clearly they played beach volleyball back then. I can’t wait to see what weird things come out of the commentators’ mouths this time. Maybe Amanda and I can even sit on the same couch and watch the Olympics together that way this year.
Brett thinks the controversy around the US outfits would be avoided if we went back to having the Olympics in the nude (as he thought they were going to be two years ago). Brett wants to see the Queen cheering wildly and her well set hair going everywhere.
Speculation about the pace of the parade of nations because the Queen is old and needs to go to bed.
Doves riding bicycles.
I LOVE the look from inside the cauldron looking up. And I REALLY like the generations bridging aspect of the cauldron lighting.

I had a birthday this week (hence the rather narcissistic


I was setting some goals for myself at the beginning of 2011. Along the lines of health goals, I wanted to make sure I took a vitamin every day, I wanted to eat more fresh fruits and vegetables, and I had some exercise goals. And I decided I would limit myself to an average of 1.5 desserts a week. That meant no more than 78 desserts in the year. I reasoned that I didn’t seem to eat dessert all that often and meeting that goal would be no problem at all. We have dessert at home on occasion, but nothing to excess.
Side story that’s related:
Let’s just say that for the first 33 years of my life I was eating dessert like I ate pudim de leche at the beginning of my mission. If it was placed in front of me I thought I was the luckiest person in the world and ate as much as I politely could.
So this year I’m using a bit of discernment. I kept the same goal of no more than an average of 1.5 desserts a week. But this time I’m holding out for the good stuff. Krispy Kremes after attending the temple – yes. Oreos after mutual – no.
I don’t have to eat refreshments just because they are provided. I’d rather save my dessert points for the really good stuff, like cinnamon rolls or mint ice cream with chocolate syrup.
I am an educator and PhD. I quilt, belly dance, run, read, and try to grow things. I am a Mormon. I am infertile. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter, friend, wife, and mom.










