I love the Olympics.
And I am not the only one.
Here''s a display in the Hy-Vee Store in Manhattan. (Yes. As a matter of fact I did want to pull out one of the center cases of pop. I did not. Luke was with me and he has enough trouble with me as his mother when I'm not making a mess in the grocery store.)
Firestone got in on the fun by painting 5 tires and displaying their own Olympic rings. I damn near ran a red light taking this picture. I swear, someday my obituary is going to read "Killed while getting a photo for her blog." If that happens, I promise it will be worth it!
Confession: I cry every time the national anthem is played when the US gets a gold medal.
Every. Single. Time.
