Read Rebecca's blog about climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro, if you haven't yet. It's the closest thing to being there I'll ever get--or want to get. Amazing stuff!

I also have been watching a lot of the Olympics on TV. Last night, I watched a lot of curling. I had never seen this sport before and it was really entertaining. It has its own vocabulary, like most sports, and seems really ridiculous, until you start to get into it. Sort of like bowling or bocce or shuffleboard, with special shoes for walking on the ice. It was a cliffhanger, with the Japanese women beating the Americans at the very last minute. You too could get to know Deb, Allison, Nadine and Anna Ohmiya. The team captain is the "skip" and ours is 35 years old and a Mom. The last "stone" is the "hammer" and that is what it all comes down to. You don't throw the stones as much as guide them, and your teammates sweep in front of them or to the side to get them to "curl" just right...or not. Of course, I love the figure skating. My Dad hates any sport involving judges and talks over the commentators most of the time. Snowboarding was pretty fun to watch too. So I didn't do much else but watch the Olympics.