Olympic Games.

It's that time again, you guys.

The Olympics.

I have quite the history with my love for the Olympics.

However, only my family truly knows how much I love the Olympics.

Let's rewind back to 1996.  That is the year I fell in love with the Olympics, everything about it.  I was obsessed.  Shannon Miller, Dominique Moceanu, Dominique Dawes, Amy Chow, Jayci Phelps, Keri Strug, Amanda Borden.  The Magnificent Seven.  They were so magnificent that I remember all of their names, first and last...And I even got re-tweeted by Dominique Moceanu during the 2012 Olympic Games (I cried).  Not trying to brag y'all.

I remember watching the Atlanta Olympics so vividly.  My days those two weeks comprised of going into my backyard or the basement to practice my moves, going into the pool to pretend I was an Olympic swimmer, and going back to the television again to watch primetime/highlights that night.  Those were the days.

Nagano 1998: I fell in love with Tara Lipinski in Nagano, but who didn't?  She was precious, and at the age of 10, figure skating sounded like the coolest thing on earth.  So I tried it, and I sucked at it.  Surprise.

Fast forward to Beijing 2008....The year of Michael Phelps.  So, my dad planned this great vacation to Disney World during the Olympics.  But I just had to watch all EIGHT of his events, live.  No five star restaurants that trip - only places that had televisions mounted so that I could relish every second of his Olympic glory.  And it was glorious...Worth every second.

Vancouver 2010:  So I have to admit...As a huge summer Olympic fan, I would kind of shrug off the winter Olympics.  Until this year.  I found myself coincidentally flipping the channel to Shaun White winning a gold medal in snowboarding, and then the National Anthem played, and I started crying  Red, white and blue American tears (they weren't literally, but they were..you have to understand).

London 2012:  I began these games watching in Mexico (of course I had to make sure I didn't miss it)...And oh boy, I put my heart and soul into that Olympics.  I was a basket case full of emotions alongside those athletes (or at least I felt like I was right beside them).   So my most vivid memory of the 2012 Olympics was watching the All-Around Women's Gymnastics finals with my sister.  Except it became less vivid as the night went on....We dyed each other's hair, and when Gabby Douglas won I was apparently bawling my eyes out and kept saying "DID YOU SEE THAT?  OUR GIRL GABBY WON".  Over and over again.  In case no one could hear me the first time.

Taz and I watching the Olympics.

So there was my Olympics: Amy's Life timeline.

Let the games begin!

Me, two days ago.  Sochi '14.  (In my dreams)