... and now a word from me about your sponsors

I freaking love the Olympics. You already know that. I'm dreading Monday, when there will be no Olympics and we have to go back to life as normal. I may cry.

I also love commercials. The P&G ones, specifically. They (all) make me cry. Go, moms!

The NyQuil commercials make me laugh, and I wonder how much more you'd have to pay someone like Apolo Ohno to get him to agree to being filmed while snoring (or even faking it).

The snowball fight Coke commercial in the Olympic Village? Yeah! The Coke commercial with ALL the Olympic victory moments (Olympics, Paralympics and Special Olympics)? Tears ...

The AT&T commercial featuring Gretchen Bleiler? Absolutely.

The VISA commercials with Morgan Freeman's voiceover? Love them all, especially the Jamaican bobsled team spot. The Dan Jansen spot makes me cry, too.

What am I going to do when this is over?

It's been like vacation, when you get used to the radio commercials in a completely foreign environment, and then you're plunged back into your regular life — the life that doesn't have Disney characters or daily trips to IHOP, only now it's the daily life that doesn't have me cheering at my television when the U.S. is whooping Finland, doesn't let me find out just how addicting biathlon is, and doesn't give me a daily dose of some form of human bodies rocketing along tubes of ice at break-neck speeds.

It's a dull daily life facing us, folks, and it probably won't have commercials that make me cry and cheer on moms, either. I really don't want this vacation to end. Or its commercials.