I can’t watch the women’s gymnastics final right now – too nerve wracking! I also apparently do not know how to spell nervewracking. Nerve racking. How about: Nerve wreckin’.
So I thought I’d post something. I thought of posting this picture for my Gramma W:
(I’d apologize to my other Grandma, but she was actually there when we took this). But then I remember that there are other people out there and I better post something intelligent.
And then I think, man, I sure would hate to embarrass that totally classy father-in-law of mine:
I better go back to nerve wreckin’ gymnastics before I lose my spot in the will.
Okay, one more: