August 13, 2004

The Olympics

Well, the Opening Ceremonies are tonight. Actually, they were today, but thanks to the glory of recorded video, we will see them in prime time. Thank you NBC, we mustn’t see anything that isn’t already packaged. I’m not much of a Summer Olympics person, I vastly prefer the Winter. I like that the Winter Olympics are still manageable size. It’s also where you find the sports the Frinklin enjoys and does himself, like skiing, hockey and ice-dancing.

Umm…nevermind that last one.

Anyway, since the Mrs. Frinklin is more of Summer Olympics person, they will be on our TV pretty much constantly for the next 2 weeks. Especially for any all Equestrian events. Yep, my wife and her sister are Horse People. One of these events coming up is Dressage. This was my wife’s specialty when she rode. I have not the faintest idea what these people and their horses are trying to accomplish, but it is like the World Series to the Missus.

I’ll use a little story to explain how seriously my wife takes this. We had been dating for about 2 months at this point, and she came to see me after attending some horse-related activity. She was very excited, because either her horse or her sister’s horse (I can’t remember which) had done successful “extensions.” Now, I had no clue what these were, so I asked her about them. My wife, jumped out of bed (had I forgotten to mention that’s where we were?), and began thrusting her arms at odd angles in a stiff, oddly syncopated manner. I tried not to burst out laughing, but I failed, and then-girlfriend was deeply embarrassed. She shouldn’t have been though, it was unbelievably cute. When I want to make my wife feel like a goof, I still ask her what extensions look like.

Oh, and I got an email from my best friend throughout my high school and college years. It seems he has finagled a way to go to the damned Olympics. How he accomplished this is beyond me, since he has been perpetually short of money since I first met him, which was (Good Lord, has it been this long?) 12 years ago. How does this happen?

Posted by Frinklin at August 13, 2004 06:07 PM
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