Weekly Wrap

A Chick at the Olympics

In case you haven't heard, Chick Karin's husband, Phil Housley, is a member of the United States Olympic Hockey team. Karin and her family headed to Salt Lake for the games and is filing a sporadic report from the city. See Report Index.

Hello from Salt Lake City!! I've been here since Friday and it's been a whirlwind of activity. With three hockey games, two concerts, medals ceremonies, exchanging pins and downing some green Jell-O, it's no wonder I collapsed this morning. I'm sick. My son Wilson and I are stuck in our hotel room with a cold and a fever of 100 degrees. I left the room once to go to the pharmacy to pick up some Robitussin DM and headed right back to bed. But enough about my run down nose; let me tell you what's going on here in Salt Lake...

Go USA! The U.S. hockey team won all three of their first round games! This put them in the first seed spot enabling them to play last place Germany on Wednesday. Cross your fingers and hope for a win. If we lose, we're done. If we win, we advance to the medal round! In Game One we played Finland and won 6-0. Game Two was against Russia, and we ended up tying, 2-2. Game Three was against Belarus and we beat them 8-1. My parents and Phil's dad came in for the Olympic tournament and we tried to cram as much stuff in this weekend as we could as my parents had to leave today.

We shopped downtown, but got nowhere near the Roots store as the line outside was four hours long. Crazy people all wanting the navy blue USA beret. Thank goodness Phil got one in his Olympic athlete bag so I don't have to stand in that line. I'm thinking that I have to propose Roots to the Chicks as a company to invest in. This Olympics has brought them more fame than they ever expected, and as a fan of Roots for years living in Canada, it's a great product. Hmmmm... I wonder what their Chicks Dozen would look like?

We also took in a couple of concerts... Train and Nelly Furtado. It was Nelly that put me over the edge last night. I started out watching the medals ceremony at the outdoor Olympic Medals Plaza, and then her band started playing. Three hours and a couple of frozen feet later, I could feel the feverish chill. But, we HAD to stay for the fireworks. Little Avery would have it no other way. Nelly was great, and Train was so-so. (It was too cold to really listen.)

Security is at it's peak here. Sometimes I feel like I'm in Russia. At each hockey game you have to go through a metal detector and then they go through your purse. It's worse than airport security. You feel a bit safer, but it sure takes a long time. We have to arrive at the arena two hours before game time. It makes for a long day (and evening, when some games don't start until 12:30 AM Eastern.)

I'm going to take one more little nap before I head to Creed tonight and a private shopping trip at Roots. (They got wind that the USA Wives wanted to clean them out, so they are giving us thirty minutes all to ourselves in the store.)

Watch the game Wednesday at 6 PM EST. Phil's wearing number 6!

Til then... cough cough.

Chick Karin