Let’s see, I’m just about up to the armholes on Stripes Go Round (there’s your knitting content), I finally set up my new sewing machine (and boy, is it ever fancy! It’s going to take me a while to move beyond the regular old straight stitch), and I beaded a little necklace:
Yup, it’s a box o’ donuts! Donuts are near and dear to my heart. Back in the day, I had a dream of opening my own donut shop. It was going to be called Marcie’s Donuts, and I was going to legally change my name to Marcie Donut. My friend Leigh Ann was Lulu Eclair (which is why I call her Lulu), and my friend Beth was Betty Glazed. DOOOOOOOO-nuts. Sigh.
Warning: Olympics ramblings ahead
Hey, did any of you catch the Olympic women’s marathon this morning? It was incredible. I tried to knit, but I was too nervous (those stitches would have been super tight!). I wasn’t rooting for anyone in particular, really, though I did kind of want Paula Radcliffe to do well. She is one tough nut, and she is, of course, an amazing runner. I really felt for her when she just stopped in her tracks with just over 3 miles to go. For us pokey pokes, knowing you only have 3 miles to go is great, since you know that even if you break your leg or something, you can still crawl to the finish. But for world-class marathoners like Paula, knowing you can just finish isn’t enough.
Anyway, when the little Japanese gal took off, I wondered if someone was going to catch her. I got increasingly nervous about it as she maintained her lead mile after mile. By the last several miles, I really wanted her to win (though I do really admire Catherine Ndereba, too, who was chasing her). I was very excited when she crossed that finish line and won the gold! Go Japan!
And let’s talk about the bronze medal for a moment. American marathoners have not done well in the last decade. Not since Joan Benoit Samuelson won the gold in the first Olympic women’s marathon has an American even medaled. I don’t think any Americans were expected to medal this year, either, but Deena Kantor proved them wrong. At one point she was 18th, but she just steadily moved up, picking runners off one by one. She looked strong and steady throughout, and when she approached the finish line crying, well, it was something else. There was nary a dry eye in the house (never mind that I was in the house by myself). What a great race, and what inspirational women!
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Hooray for Olympic ramblings! How about the womens’ volleyball holding off the Cuban team? And which event is the most boring to watch… my vote currently goes for the rowing (does anyone ever come from behind to win, and you realize that if you’re actually there to spectate you only get to see the last few meters by the finish line?).
even under the best of circumstances i’ve been totally devoid of any natural athletic ability so i’m in awe of all of the olympic athletes. i also watched the women’s marathon and was truely moved by their efforts. i sat there wanting paula radcliffe to finish, yelling “get up! don’t sit down!”
What I thought was so awesome was the genuine joy that Deena Kantor showed at the finish line. I get really disgusted when athletes express disappointment or shame when their medal is not gold. Yay Deena!
Tears at this house also.
Yeah, I cried too. Seeing Kantor’s emotion was such a nice change from the athletes who either are arrogant and view anything less than gold as a disappointment, or who do the faux-humility thing.
Oh I can just hear it…and the gold goes to Marcie Donuts of California! Do they have donuts in Japan? I heard that the Japanese went nuts for the CinnaBon thing, seems that the gooey consistency meshes well with their idea of sweet desserts. True or urban myth?
Make something on that darn machine already!
I too have a fatuation with donuts. Ah, donuts. Anyway, I have to know pretty please with chocolate glaze on top…where did you get that donut charm?!?!?! I must have one!!!!
I only caught the very end of the women’s marathon, and I was so caught up in the moment as well. It’s an event that really takes a lot of heart, grit, and endurance, really an Olympic event, especially compared to some of the other “barely there” sports. The Japanese girl looked like she was barely straining at the end – amazing! And Deena Kantor, wow, what an effort. Really a triumph. I loved it.
WHERE did you get the box o’donuts charm? I desparately need one.
You must tell us where the donut charm came from. That is too cute!
Damn it, I missed that? I’m so sad that I did. Thanks for the recap, though….
yes! and i loved that when the nbc lady interviewed deena afterward she said, it looks like we’re out there alone but so many people helped me along the way.
I checked two good donut/doughnut books at the library last week. Both Childrens books.
Arnie The Doughnut by Laurie Keller about a doughnut who doesn’t know doughnuts are not to be eaten!
and personally my fav (and frankly, not really a kids book!) is Who Needs Donuts? by Mark Alan Stamaty.
PLEASE please, where did you get that charm?
Must have one for a friend who DOES own that donut shop.