olympic junkie

i am sitting in my sister's very warm, very comfortable, very swank apartment...my home away from home for the last few days. i sit and write watching the olympic games with my niece lexi (she's an eskimo spitz) watching and moving her head from side to side while i pound away on the keys. call me crazy, but i think she is going to miss me when i leave tomorrow. i am going to miss her so much it makes my nose burn and eyes well up a bit...you can go ahead and call me crazier. 

the past few days here have been amazing. much needed and long overdue girlie time. good food, SATC, and trying to work the "powerhouse" as best as we could! i don't think my sister realized just how much i needed the comfort of her words, her advice, and her teasing (which remarkably she's kept to a minimum on this trip). i think maybe she sensed that i was going through...it's a sister thing, and trying to get into the dynamics of that would be futile if i want to get to bed at any kind of a decent hour.

i met some wonderful people this week, they weren't lying about ragan's fiance', michael. he's wonderful. and even though he didn't know the rules about not talking to me when michael phelps was swimming, we ended up having a great little visit. it was so nice in fact, that we barely remembered that his steak dinner was almost lost in a sneak attack by our little lexi! oh well, no harm, no foul.

so i have a big night ahead of me. women's gymnastics...michael phelps...some light yoga...and then bed. gotta travel in the morning. 

nite :)