This week has been bad. Just, bad. From Sunday night til today, I feel like I've been hit in the head with a Mack truck.
So that's my explanation for not posting. I just... couldn't. I was over-emotional, and the brain? She was full!
But, as usual, I digress...
As bad as Sunday night may have ended up for me, Sunday evening couldn't have been better.
What a hockey game. What an outcome for the entire Olympics.
And Canada? What a friggin' country.
Coming home and seeing the crowds out on Yonge Street, celebrating, cheering, high five-ing strangers... Everyone was united in their pride and patriotism, more than I have ever experienced before.
Way to go, Canada.
As for me?
I'm a Canadian chick,
I wear furry hats. I chug my beer. I swear like a sailor and am unapologetic about it.
I scream when my team wins. I smile at neighbours. I hurt when other people hurt.
I'm a tough as shit girly on the outside,
With an overemotional and sensitive inside.
In other words...
While I'm not doing so great right now...
This Canadian chick is gonna come out on top.
Cuz THAT is the Canadian way.