Ah Friday, glad to see you!
After two weeks of a bad dose of the cold, I’ve spent a
substantial amount of my Friday morning lounging on the sofa watching the women’s
curling semi finals. #winter Olympics #hardluckGB
Looks like bowling to me only more fun with all that sliding about
on the ice although you’d think for the Olympics they would have bowling shoes
that were even just a little less ugly but no. I do envy the shoulder strength
those girls must have - impressive brush skills. Wonder how you learn to do
that? I did wonder out loud on Twitter whether someone might be available to
speed brush the rest of my day for me - me being the heavy lump of granite
sliding to a dead halt. (Turns out the scoring zone in curling is called the ‘house’.
Happy coincidence, my sofa is right in the middle. I win.)
A wishful thought crossed my mind. Wouldn’t it be nice to
have someone glide through life right beside you, start to finish, brushing the
path energetically like the curlers do.
Oh, now that is a thought! Maybe we do.
