It was a very early Sunday morning. I was awakened at 6:21 am- according to my clock, when bethmania's phone rang. I assume it woke her up as well...since I could hear it across the apartment. So then I was awake, and the neighbors started watching the Olympics at 7, so then I just got up and went to the grocery store. It was quiet, so I think I'm going to do all my shopping at 8am on Sunday mornings. Or not.

I mastered the Sunday crossword puzzles, and am trying to kill some time before the usual Sunday night gathering at Miss School Teacher's. I think Mom and Dad School Teacher will be putting in an appearance, so it will be a good time. I'm really anxious to see what happens on Grey's Anatomy tonight. I'm pretty sure Meredith isn't going to blow up, but I'm curious as to how she's going to get her hand out of the body. I'm also uber excited for the return of Agent Hottie of the bomb squad.

So that's my story for the day. I'm watching cross country skiing, which is really not all that exciting, but the commentators are getting really excited about it, so I continue to watch. It's the vicious, neverending cycle that is the Olympics.