It's All About the Presentation...

Most people who know us know that we are rabid Olympics fans. We attended events in Atlanta in '96 and Salt Lake in '02. We each have our favorites. For instance, I love volleyball (the indoor variety, both mens and womens), while Kelsee tolerates it at best. She has been really into the cycling road races, which just isn't my thing. We both enjoy glimpses of the "Olympic" sports. You know those sports that you only really ever watch during the Olympics: fencing, wrestling, weightlifting, various field events, whitewater, rowing, etc. We do watch the swimming, gymnastics and diving enthusiastically, as well. Anyway, normally we aren't too much into the running events. We watch and enjoy, but really not to the same level as the other stuff above. Well, that changed this year, at least for Kelsee, and for one primary reason. Ato Boldon. She sighs when she hears his voice, drools when she sees him. We've been watching most of the Olympics on TiVo, and every time they flash to the NBC Broadcast team, the remote flies up and points to the television, the image of The Man paused. Then slowly, oh so slowly, she advances the recording. Sheesh. I decided to take a pic of the image she was most fascinated with the other night... This particular picture elicited air kisses from my dear wife. That's OK. I got back at her by swooning over the US womens volleyball team. I was going to take a picture of the scene we paused for Cameron. He found excitement in the Olympics only during womens gymnastics, and most particularly the little firecracker Shawn Johnson. I wasn't going to take a picture of her flashing that million dollar smile or shaking her tush at him. I was going to take a picture of him mesmerized, his chin resting on the floor and his eyes bugging out. He said he doesn't have a problem marrying a woman who makes millions of dollars more than him. Kelsee said she wouldn't have had a problem marrying a man who made millions more than her, either. Gee, thanks.