The other day, Kristan and I were listening to Radio Disney (Judge away, but it was in her car. Actually, as soon as I got in and saw that it was on, I told her it just added to the list of reasons why I love her so much.), and the DJ asked people to call in and say what they could win a gold medal for--being the best talker, tv watcher, and one direction lover were all legit responses. After the weekend in NYC, I decided we could win for being the best diet coke drinkers. And after watching the opening ceremonies, Courtney decided it was time for us to reenact the running in with, lighting up, and raising of the torch. Sometimes, we think we're hilarious.
Let the games begin. Happy Olympics everyone.