I'm interrupting my Olympics knitting to check in here. "Olympics knitting?" I hear you say, or maybe you didn't, but I'll explain anyway.
As you may know if you're an avid reader of this blog (i.e. my siblings), I belong to a knitting social website called Ravelry. I won't go on about it here, except to say that they hold a virtual knitting Olympics every two years. (Only it's not an Olympics! Really! Don't sue me, USOC!) There are events, teams, finish lines, medals etc.
This year I'm competing in Shawl Sailing, Frogging Trampoline (ripping out old knitting), Handspun Heptathalon, Cowl Jump and a number of other cutely-named events. It's a great excuse to sit and watch the Olympics and knit while ignoring laundry, meals, cleaning and other distracting activities. Of course, in my household that means maybe a half hour total of uninterrupted time, what with the washing machine breaking, dog getting skunked, six teens gathering for a camp-out, caring for the vacationings neighbors' plants, fish and mail and eradicating the perennial devil weed. It's a marathon, not a sprint, just like life.