First, the weekend blog hop, hosted by Crazy-for-Books. This is a great way, I've discovered, to check out other blogs and liaise with fellow addicts.
Second, it is 6.5 hrs before the USA take on Ghana in the World Cup, and I am experiencing a high level of anxiety. This is the first time since 1930 that the USA has won their group (TAKE THAT, EGG-LAND). It's also the first time in my life that I was interviewed on TV (see screen-shot below):
A brief note about my soccer-mania. Historically, I have never been what one might call a "sporty" person. Actually, I'm the type of girl that reads a magazine during a football game (to the shame and sorrow of many surrounding fans, including my own friends and family), while everyone else is jumping up and down and screaming for their team. But there's just something about the World Cup. Mmmm, I don't know. The horns! The fans! Sitting in a dark pub during one's lunch break! I love it. And when your own team, the underdog, surpasses expectations and triumphs (particularly when the opponent is the smug, stuffy, entitled, crooked-teethed Egglish) - it's magical. SO YOU BETTER NOT LET US DOWN THIS AFTERNOON, BOYS.