Yeah, hon.

the only connection to the outside world anymore is if BBC world is on at breakfast. Botswana TV also replays Oprah just before dinner, but I don't really consider that connecting to the world (it's too hard to get past Oprah's eye makeup and her slew of post-Dr Phil psychologist friend who she brings in to do the show while she sits there...okay, so i've caught it enough times to think about it a little...). Anyway, BBC keeps having ads for Wimbledon and I forget what a funny association I have with summer and watching early morning Wimbledon. A similar thing happens with the US Open and back to school time. I think it goes back to being kids where my brother would watch Wimbeldon before we'd go to day camp. It's certainly not because I'm an avid tennis player. in fact, the fact that I probably haven't even picked up a racked since I was about 15 should be an indication of how nonsensical this how affection for Wimbeldon is. In any even, I think I'm going to try to work from the inn a few days to catch it.