The Olympics is over. I feel sort of lost...
The television was on for 17 straight days, from the poignantly Canadian opening ceremonies through to the final gold medal delivered by Sidney Crosby.
Every emotional chord was hit, from frustration to elation, and I probably cried at least once per day. Yes... the Tim Horton's commercial got me every time.
And does anyone know the name of the song in the Coke commerical? The hockey-themed one with the line "... let everybody know who's game they're playing" cause it's stuck in my head.
Oh - and I finally understand the line from our national anthem "with glowing hearts". It stopped being just words and became something real.
It was such fun meeting new Twitter friends during the games! Don't think I watched one event alone :)
Back to writing!
Which I've done little of.
I'm putting the finishing polish on my novel today and will send it out to my agent (I still squee inside when I type that word). Fingers crossed that she'll know what to do with it from there.
And how fitting that the hero of the book is a hockey player.