I'm behind. Busy week. Bad week for blogging. Sorry, blog, I owe you 3 more days.
I just caught up on Parenthood. That last episode wrecked me. Those writers must be brilliant because no matter how far-fetched or cliche the storyline seems, it always ends up being good - and usually makes me cry. I've even almost stopped thinking of Dax Shepard as the idiot from Nick Lachey's music video.
I'm worn out. Not enough sleep. Not feeling good. Just a little out of whack.
I probably shouldn't admit that while in this state, I put in a request for tickets to the 2012 Olympics. We've been talking about maybe going since the last Olympics, but I have to believe it was fate that reminded me to Google the event tonight, only to find out that this happens to be the last day to request tickets through the official U.S. ticket provider.
You put in your request and then you wait to find out whether you're getting anything - not the ideal trip-planning process. I've already decided that it's not worth making the trip unless we can see the closing ceremonies...part of me is hoping we don't get tickets because it would be a crazy expensive and chaotic trip, but then the rest of me thinks it would be a super amazing once-in-a-lifetime trip and a fantastic reason to go to London. Now it's up to the universe and the Olympic committee...or whoever doles out the tickets.
Alright, time for sleep. Tomorrow we've got a wholesome family day at the ballpark. Seriously, ballgames and the Olympics? I'll let you know when I put "Proud to be an American" on my iPod.
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