Tamssmat

What touches my heart, dee deet dee deet dee dee dee. (See the worst movie ever made ‘Ishtar’ to get the reference.)

So every Saturday morning I get together with my knitting bitches for breakfast and stitching. It’s good times. Quality time with my dear friends that I love.  This past Saturday we drove up to Bill and April’s house for some good old fashioned time in the country.  After having breakfast which we seem to have made part of the arrangement (that whoever hosts also cooks and this will likely end when it comes my turn again) we got cozy in their living room and got down to the business of knitting.  Creating things out of yarn.  This is very fun I tell you!!  I don’t care what they say.

So around about 11:00a, Tams starts to get sleepy and needs a nap so I suggest to April that we turn the TV on so I have something to doze off too.  We flipped around a bit and landed on the summer Olympic games.  I’m not typically a fan of the Olympics, but there’s been buzz around the office about it and of course Katie can’t stop cooing about the swimmers so why the hell not?  One good reason…Synchronized swimming.  This is what was on and sadly, we watched it.  At first it was like the proverbial train wreck in that we just couldn’t stop watching it.  Then it was more of a gross factor because those girls put their feet and faces in places I won’t get caught dead putting mine, not even for a gold medal.  I do understand that it is a physically demanding “sport” and that it is not easy but the commentator lady was taking everything very very seriously.  After watching the Americans and then the Chinas, it became more funny than anything.  I’m pretty sure Katie was giggling through most of it.  By the time we got to the Russians, I was like, WOW, they better win.  And they did!!  So I guess in the end I got sucked in but if anyone ever asks me, I’ll deny it.  Through most of it, I couldn’t stop saying “gay”.  “This is so gay”.  “I can’t believe how gay this is”.  “GAY!”