Friday and Saturday Happenings

I'm watching the Olympics and blogging. If you need me during the next two weeks, you'll find me parked in front of the television watching whatever Olympic sport happens to be on at the moment.

Did y'all watch the Opening Ceremonies last night? I. Loved. It. I liked it a lot more than Beijing's. I know. It wasn't as over the top as Beijing. And it didn't hold the same jaw dropping spectacular-ness, but it was much more relate-able. The cultural and historical references made the show great. Maybe it's because so much of our American culture, while vastly different than Great Britain's, is wrapped up in the history of Great Britain. Maybe it's because the influence of British literature on our own is undeniable. But in the end, it was beautifully done and lighthearted. The music was fabulous . . . Sir Paul McCartney singing "Hey Jude" was priceless. It was fun. It was everything an opening to an Olympics should be.

My only complaint was that NBC only gave Bulgaria about 1/2 a second of air time. Clearly they don't understand that our daughter currently resides there. So when we're not cheering for the U.S.A. we may give a shout out to our second favorite country.

Okay, enough gushing about the Olympics.

This was Andrew's last week at summer gymnastics. He's going to play soccer so we'll stop for a while. But he loved gymnastics this summer. His coordination is really improving.

He's been big on the 'ole thumbs-up here lately.

In the air, in motion.

Since Andrew is currently obsessed with all things dinosaur, we took him to the Natural Science Center at UT yesterday. It was a hit. He was definitely impressed with the dinosaur fossils.

After the museum we ate at Hut's Hamburgers downtown. Patrick likes to eat there. I think it's so-so. You have to ask to have your burger well-done, and I always think they judge me for ordering my burger well-done. But seriously, who wants Ecoli? I know most people don't even think about it. Google it people! Google it . . .

After we ate we did a little furniture window shopping. My sofa is around six years old and looking a little worn out, but I'm not sure I want a new one yet. Maybe I should wait until my kids are older so I don't spend half my life flipping out. How long do normal people keep their sofas?