Just yesterday I was kvetching (kinda) about Mikaela and Lindsey bombing out at the Olympics. I have mixed feelings about all of this. As much as I want women (and men) to continue to compete as long as they are physically and mentally capable, I wondered if Mikaela’s time was up. Why don’t you quit, girl? It turns out she had one more rodeo. Slalom. She won gold and I’m eating a bit of crow.

The pic is not Mikeala. It’s my mouse and she’s x-c skiing, not doing downhill stuff. My kids didn’t ever do downhill. Well, my mouse did it once in middle school. She somehow got invited to go with somw “popular” kids*. That was a winter when she didn’t have a REAL winter jacket. A long story but I had a double zip-apart jacket and I gave her the warmer inner part and kept the outer part for me to run errands around town in the POC.

My late friend Sari and her husband share a surname with Mikeala, although it’s spelled a bit differently. Sari was hugely into genealogy and she found connections to 8th cousins and even a connection between she and her husband — 6th or 7th cousins she thought — but she never figured it out. She also found out that she was related to her rabbi (a great friend of hers) and he mentioned that at her funeral to quite a bit of laughter. Greatly love and miss my long time friend Sari.

*If my mouse was not in the popular crowd in middle school, it was because she refused to give in to the crapola kids in a traditional middle school give to each other. Not to mention the teachers/guidance counselors who don’t have the time to get to know the hundreds of kids they have to deal with. I was proud of her for that. My mouse was a middle school survivor and that is about all I will say about that.

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