Love was all around this month... always tied to February because of Valentine's Day, romance was magnified in my life as I'm studying the abc's of the romance novel in a class for school.
Below are some highlights of the X-O-X-Olympics (Love Games) my version of the 21st 2010 Olympics (Winter Games):
Like the Winter Games, The Love Games began with the opening ceremonies... It was the beginning of February and I was at an engagement party for older friends of mine getting married this spring. As team delightful from the independent nation of disaster a.k.a me socialized around the room it was as if Beyonce's "Single Ladies" was blaring just as a country's national anthem plays during the opening games. I graciously reminded other party-goers better known as love game paparazzi that my "table for one" status was hardly life-threatening!
Another tradition of the opening ceremonies is the lighting of the Olympic torch, symbolic of all events past and to celebrate all of those in the future. In my case, I learned igniting old flames was anything but medal-worthy. Without divulging too many secrets I will say that a decorated athlete failed to show up for competition in two events and another failed to meet standard regulations, thus they were both eliminated from further competition.
Although Team Disaster's medal count in the 2010 love games was less than satisfactory, the Duchess was able to avoid injury, i.e: broken heart, see all things Bridget Jones.
Despite the excitement of the Olympics.... my feelings for February were anything but Fireworks!
Farewell February! MARCHing on to Madness!
Cheers,
D.D.
