I spent the day in Pennsylvania at a family reunion. Where I knew about 5 people. Four of them rode in the car up there with me.
But it was still fun.
It was just an up and back trip. Since my grandfather passed away in January, we really don’t have a “home base” there anymore.
I got home about an hour before Thing 1.
Thing 1 is home from camp… with a busted lip and a cold. Despite all that, he’s asked if he can go back next year.
I guess he had fun.
But I’m tickled. He’s home and we’re watching the Olympic Closing Ceremonies. I was going to tell you how sad I am that this is our last Summer Olympics together, but I already told you that.
I told him that tonight.
It didn’t seem to phase him.
But speaking of the Olympics, I have questions.
The biggest being…
Why in tarnation do people need to find every little thing that people have done wrong and focus on it? Michael Phelps has more gold medals than anyone in the world, yet, we need to talk more about the two races he didn’t do well in than those that he did well in.
I feel like the announcers have just been horrid to these people who have given EVERYTHING to train for these events. Maybe I can make a new saying, “Those who can, do. Those who can’t… announce.”
I mean seriously.
Watching the recap of Russia and the women’s team gymnastics made me tear up. Not only because they are so good, yet had a bad night while performing, but…
well. I can’t even imagine training so hard, making it that far, and then not doing well… and hearing those that never performed in their lives calling it “catastrophic.”
And this has nothing to do with the Olympics, but rather with “Swamp People.”
This is new on Netflix and my husband found it. I sat down last night and watched an episode with him and had one question… as they were trying to get the dead 800lb alligator in the teeny boat without flipping it over.
How in the world (I almost said tarnation) does the camera person stand there and balance himself as he’s trying to film them getting that huge, dead, alligator in the boat without being (a) in the way or (b) not tripping the boat?
Beth had a good question, too… “Why not wear gloves?”
Who knows.
Back to the Olympics.
I learned today that sand in beach volleyball is special and it won’t stick to you.
I think all beaches should have this sand. I can tolerate sand, but it sure would be nice to have sand that wouldn’t stick to everything.
And as I leave you tonight, and get back to watching the last summer Olympics with my eldest… as we get ready to start back to school next week, I’ll ask just one last question…
Where did the summer go?
Until next time…
I soooo dislike sand, its not even funny. The whole time, as I approach the beach, I’m dreading the sand. When I’m on the sand I’m counting down how long before I can get off the sand. As we head to the rinse off, its like seeing the finish-line ribbon. I know that no matter how thoroughly I rinse off, there will still be sand somewhere on my person. Growing up in south FL there were way too many instances of sand in inappropriate places. Would no-stick sand be better? Probably, but I’m going to have to take someone else’s word on it.
YES, the same Beth – guess that “not” was already in there.
Hey, just an FYI there is actually a sunscreen that makes the sand NOT stick to you! Awesome right? Genius wish I’d thought of it!