I think being an Olympic fan should be an Olympic sport

Because I would get the gold medal.

And if I had a gold medal, I would hang it in my living room.

And I would gaze at it all the time and think about the Olympics. Then I would invite other Olympic gold medalists over to my house so we could shine our gold medals together.

Unfortunately, being an Olympic fan is NOT a current Olympic sport. So if I want a gold medal, I'm going to have to find another sport to excel in.

Perhaps bobsled. I could be one of those people that just hunker down and ride in the bobsled. I would be very good at that. Where do I start training? The next Olympics is in Russia. Russia could be cool.

Look for me in the 2014 Games. Bobsled Rider.

Once Upon A Time, I Met Evan Lycasek and the Today Show Hosts at the Olympics

It was the best 48 hours I've continuously been awake.

That is a real, REAL Olympic gold medal around Evan Lycasek's neck. We were really standing that close to him.

This is me and my mom by the Olympic Cauldron.

I loved this polar bear.

I have so many more pictures. You can see a lot of them on Facebook!

The final hours...

before my dreams come to life.

Ryan, my mom, Heidi and Lisa are all sitting in my living room right now. We are watching the Men's Figure Skating finals and it's very exciting. But not as exciting as the fact that we're GOING TO THE TODAY SHOW IN A FEW HOURS.

Yes that's right, I am going to the Today Show. Tonight. For the show tomorrow morning.

You might see me on TV.

I am going to try to kiss Matt Lauer.

We're not sleeping. We're staying up all night. I think we're leaving in about a half hour. I'm so excited I don't know how to express my emotions.

Should I laugh? Should I cry? Should I do some wild clapping, like my friend Rachel Handysnacks would?

Watch the Today Show tomorrow. YOU COULD SEE ME.

Life Goal # 71: Attend the Olympic Games

Folks, tomorrow is the day.

The day I have been waiting for since I was a fetus.

It is the day I am going to go to the Olympic Games.

I might go crazy.

Let's trace the history of this life goal. So, the stars aligned and in 1984, I was born. It's no coincidence that 1984 was an Olympic year, and that the Games were held in Los Angelos. I was the first child of Lulu Jobe, a seasoned Olympic fan. The Olympics and I were meant to be connected.

Fast forward to 1994. These are the first Olympic Games that I remember. It was the Winter Olympics and I remember coming home from ballet and racing to the TV to watch figure skating with my mom. It was the year with the Tonya Harding and Nancy Kerrigan catastrophe.

Oksana Baiul won the gold and Nancy Kerrigan won the silver. My conscious love for the Olympics was growing.

By 1996, I was a fanatic. I was 11 that summer. My grandmother made me an American flag sundress. I would have worn it every day of the 17 days of the Games, but my mom insisted on washing it occasionally. I carried around a small American flag and forced my friends to watch the competition with me.

I saved my babysitting money and bought a Sports Illustrated kids guide to the Olympics for that year. I knew when every event was airing and scheduled my time around the most important events.

I cried when Michael Johnson broke the world record and when Kerri Strug vaulted on her hurt ankle. Good times, good times.

And my love and some might say, obsession, has grown over the years, and when I wrote out my 101 life goals my senior year of college, attending the Olympics was in there.

And tomorrow, I get to check it off the list.

I hope Vancouver is ready for me.

The Olympic Souvenir I Desire

I want these mittens. I love them. I covet them, which is disobeying one of the ten commandments. But I can't help it. Look at the little maple leaf!

And the rings!

And the redness!

I am going to the Olympics in 2 days. TWO DAYS.

Things I Can Now Cook For You If You Are Nice To Me

Steven has been teaching me to cook. Here are some meals I can now prepare. Probably. I can probably prepare.

1. Chicken and dumplings
2. Fajitas
3. Mashed Potatoes that are not from potato flakes

We've also cooked other things but I don't think I could probably prepare them on my own.

The Opening Ceremonies

were awesome.

My favorite part was when the magical giant polar bear emerged from no where. I think he is a relative of Snowy.

Other parts I enjoyed included the part with the trees and the dancers, the tap dancing, when the floor became an ocean and there were whales, the part when there was a giant mountain and sky dancers pretended to ski down it, and some of the singing.

But my favorite part was the polar bear.

I only choked up like twice.

The Olympics: DAY ONE

THE OLYMPICS START TODAY.

The Olympics are my favorite thing. I am inappropriately excited about the Olympics.

I know many of you are wondering where I've been, and the answer is no where. I just haven't been blogging. Don't really have a reason.

But now I do have a reason. A reason to blog. A reason to live.

THE OLYMPICS.