Little Known Fact: I love the Olympics. Especially winter.
I mean, really. Downhill skiing. Luge. Curling. Snowboard half pipe. An event in which you have to ski around a course and then shoot a gun. What’s not to love? I really wish the Snowpocalypse had come this week instead, so I could stay home and watch all the daytime not-so-popular events too.
So, you’ll have to excuse my absence for the next week, but there are more pressing matters on my TV. Though, I promise this weekend I will FINALLY take the pictures from this month’s Daring Cooks’ challenge off my camera and get them on my blog, since the posting date was only, oh, four days ago. No biggie. Better late than never, right?
Anyway, figure skating is one of the events I am not so crazy about. I still watch, of course, and appreciate with awe the ability to spin around four times and land on a toothpick-thick blade on a sheet of ice (while I, meanwhile, cannot stay upright wearing a full-width pair of boots, and wiped out on my lazy ass neighbors’ unshoveled sidewalks so badly on Tuesday that my knee is still the size of a grapefruit)… but well, I’d rather watch skiing. Except when it comes to Johnny Weir. I know he’s controversial and all, but he brings the attitude that makes it so exciting to watch him. And frankly, I thought he did far better in the freestyle program tonight than his scores indicate.
I had a really, really, really crappy day today. I self-medicated with an extremely thorough kitchen scrubbing (I find getting the burnt-on gunk off of burners is way more therapeutic than either ice cream or alcohol), but even after scrubbing until my hands bled, I still wanted to strangle someone. And then I found this gem. Every time I watch it, I feel better and better. Because what could possibly be a more perfect match than a flamboyant figure skater and Lady Gaga?
So next time you’re having a crap day, watch this. You’ll feel better.
Little Known Fact: I love the Olympics. Especially winter.
I mean, really. Downhill skiing. Luge. Curling. Snowboard half pipe. An event in which you have to ski around a course and then shoot a gun. What’s not to love? I really wish the Snowpocalypse had come this week instead, so I could stay home and watch all the daytime not-so-popular events too.
So, you’ll have to excuse my absence for the next week, but there are more pressing matters on my TV. Though, I promise this weekend I will FINALLY take the pictures from this month’s Daring Cooks’ challenge off my camera and get them on my blog, since the posting date was only, oh, four days ago. No biggie. Better late than never, right?
Anyway, figure skating is one of the events I am not so crazy about. I still watch, of course, and appreciate with awe the ability to spin around four times and land on a toothpick-thick blade on a sheet of ice (while I, meanwhile, cannot stay upright wearing a full-width pair of boots, and wiped out on my lazy ass neighbors’ unshoveled sidewalks so badly on Tuesday that my knee is still the size of a grapefruit)… but well, I’d rather watch skiing. Except when it comes to Johnny Weir. I know he’s controversial and all, but he brings the attitude that makes it so exciting to watch him. And frankly, I thought he did far better in the freestyle program tonight than his scores indicate.
I had a really, really, really crappy day today. I self-medicated with an extremely thorough kitchen scrubbing (I find getting the burnt-on gunk off of burners is way more therapeutic than either ice cream or alcohol), but even after scrubbing until my hands bled, I still wanted to strangle someone. And then I found this gem. Every time I watch it, I feel better and better. Because what could possibly be a more perfect match than a flamboyant figure skater and Lady Gaga?
So next time you’re having a crap day, watch this. You’ll feel better.