Am I the only one who got a thrill when an email titled "Countdown to Vancouver" arrived in my inbox this morning? It has nothing to do with a secret passion for maple syrup or Kraft Dinner. No. I am an Olympic junkie. I'd like to blame it on my oldest child who made us watch hours and hours of Olympic ice hockey the year he was born. See he decided that sleeping was for other babies, not him, but my Olympic habit started long before then. Mary Lou's flawless vaults. The Battle of the Brians? What's not to love?
Anyway, for you fellow junkies, you can get your own countdown widget here. Whoo hoo, eh?