Well, we ditched the Italo chic sports bar for a more intimate venue (our place) to watch the opening ceremonies and to allow Donna more privacy for frequent teary outbursts (OK, a few others needed tissues as well). Cliche of the opening - Italy having the best uniforms. Oh, and did anyone else notice that I was carrying the ARGENTINA sign? We were very please that Lewis who had nearly front row seats for the rehearsal, said it was much better on TV. And yes, for the first time outside the influence of Jimmy, I put a fake tatoo on my forehead!
Jim and Donna found that precious commodity snow under Robson St.
Ice rink under Robson Street
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