One last thing about the Olympics -- I don't like it when they end. Over the past two weeks, it's been my evening entertainment until all hours of the night. When the games are over, I feel so displaced -- like an ant that wanders around aimlessly after someone disrupts the marching line.
Now what do I do after dinner????
No more excitement.
No more National Anthems.
No more Bode Miller.
And, no more commercials about British Columbia.
{Sigh}..... It's going to take a while to get back into my regular routine.
Adieu Canada, you were a great host.
Adieu Bob Costas -- see you at the summer games.
Ralph Lauren -- get busy.
I expect great things in 2012.
No more $70.00 hats, and whatever you do, no brown!
Now what do I do after dinner????
No more excitement.
No more National Anthems.
No more Bode Miller.
And, no more commercials about British Columbia.
{Sigh}..... It's going to take a while to get back into my regular routine.
Adieu Canada, you were a great host.
Adieu Bob Costas -- see you at the summer games.
Ralph Lauren -- get busy.
I expect great things in 2012.
No more $70.00 hats, and whatever you do, no brown!
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I totally and completely feel the same way. Chris and I are sitting here watching the paint peel. Its a sad situation.
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