Tuesday, April 30, 2013

So this is normal....

Since the birth of my son four years ago a lot of things have gone off the radar.

Like cleaning. Which seemed a lot easier when I lived in our apartment.

Now,  our living room has slowly been converted into a playroom and our kitchen newly renovated to a filing system.Neither of which we can seem to keep clean for any great length of time.

Its not that we don't clean, its just it seems no matter how many times I actually do clean, within five minutes the mess that had been picked up is once again on the floor.

 Not to mention, on most work nights by the time we get home, have dinner and put him to bed the only thing I want to do is lounge on the couch and attempt to catch up on that popular TV show everyone is talking about. The way I see it, the mess will be there tomorrow. I will do it tomorrow.

Of course we know how that works out.

This does not bother me, I have a four year old. I have a full time job with a two hour commute. And I am a part time student. Obviously there are going to be things that tend to fall off the radar. My son is clean, he is fed. We have time together. We read. In my books these are far more important things. A mess while may be embarrassing, can be cleaned up. Even if it is eventually.

But of course having a messy house does make me feel a little less of a mom. I mean shouldn't I be able to do everything? Shouldn't I be able to keep the house clean in case someone stops by? Shouldn't I be embarrassed that my house is a mess, and needs a major vacuum job among other things?

This past weekend, my husband and I drove out to one of my best friends house to hang with her 7 month old son and husband for the evening. And when she opened the door and we stepped in, my first thought was not the adorable sleeping baby but rather

Thank god.

Her house looked a lot like my own. Toys were laid around the living room, the kitchen table an eerie resembles to my own. And for a moment I just felt this huge sense of...relief. Because I wasn't alone. Because I was normal.  You see I freight about a dirty house, afraid that by not having it perfect all the time something is wrong with me.

When in fact, the mess was normal. And  It does not make me any less of a mom that my house is not perfect.  Because there are so many like myself out there.

Rather having a dirty house makes the house lived in. It did not in fact mean that we didn't have a good time, because after five minutes it didn't bother me. I actually didn't even look around and see anything besides a family that was real. Sure things need to be cleaned, and the vacuum needs to be run, there is always something that needs to be shined a little more.

But there is always tomorrow.

Sunday, April 28, 2013

Playoff time.

 Hello Playoffs!

So somehow in the span of a weekend we went from playing against the Senators to playing against the Islanders to now, officially playing against the Rangers. 

The husband wasn't so thrilled as he wanted and was pushing for us to play Toronto. 

But we got the Rangers, and its Deja Vu all over again as it seems like when it comes to playoffs in the passed years, we are destined to go against them. 

I do not know how I truly feel as in the past there have been teams far better than us that we have beat-Boston. And teams that we were expected to beat that beat us-Tampa. 

So in reality once it gets to this point, when teams are fighting for survival and the cup is that much closer in hand. Well its anyways game. And playoff hockey is a totally different season than regular season hockey. 

Which means come Thursday when that puck drops, well a whole new season begins.
Lets Go Caps.

Friday, April 26, 2013

Five Question Friday: 4/26: Play

Happy Friday to one and all. I hope this week has seen you in a much better spirit than last week. I know it was rough for myself. Anyways. Another Friday has come, which means my Friday Five...This weeks theme: Play.

1. What was the last play you saw?

AIDA actually. My sister is a high school theater teacher, the put it on a couple of weekends ago. It was fantastic. So much talent, I am still amazed at the stuff she can pull off. And am incredibly proud.

2. What kind of experience have you had as a performer in plays?

I have been in a couple of shows in the basement of the house where my sisters and I used to put on, the most memoriable one being our wonderful reindetion of Fart Busters for my mother on Mother's day. And one or two in high school. I am not much of an actress though, it was fun. I  had a great time, but I prefer to write than act.

3. In general, what kinds of plays most turn you on?

I love musicals. Comes with being a little sister of someone who did musical theater her entire life. I was raised on musicals.

4. There are many movies* where the characters say, “Let’s put on a play,” often as a means for raising funds or bringing attention to some cause. If you and your friends decided to do that, what would be the play, who would be its star, and what role would you play in its production?

I always thought Newsies would have been an amazing show to put on, unfortunately Disney beat me to this, which I suppose I shouldn't be to mad at. They after all, did the movie. But as for a play? The Gamble-which was a book by LaVryle Spencer. Actors would be....Amy Adams and Ryan Gossling. And I would write the screenplay adaption.

5. If I handed you a lump of Play-Doh right now and asked you to sculpt me something, what would it be?

A flower. Or a bug. Because I am so unoriginial when it comes to that sort of thing.

May you all have a fabulous weekend!

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

2013 Southeast Division Champs.

Opps they did it again.

The team that started off so crappy in the beginning of the season secured their place in the
2013 playoffs and won the Southeast Division. 

Let me say, I had my doubts this year, but winning the game, and the division makes me one very proud hockey fan,  CAPS fan. To know that this team came into the season with such high hopes, only to disappoint so many leaving most of us to scratch our heads and debate if we had made a lot of wrong choices prior to the lockout.

Well lookie, lookie. Looks like someone knew what they were doing after all. Sure it may have taken a lot longer than anyone really wanted it to.  And maybe things didn't fall the way we wanted to And for a moment, yeah I was ready for the entire season to just be done and over with. But it sure made it that much sweeter when it finally clicked. I mean the last few weeks, has been some good times, the win streak. The close nail biting games. The comebacks, the way Ovi has quieted the skeptics.The boys have played hard to get where they are. They deserve some credit for fighting back, playing some great hockey and not just willing to give it up as easy as us fans were.

Good times had by all. Well unless your a fan of the rival teams that is.

The only thing I have to complain about the day after is the fact that while they were closing out their clinch of the division I was sitting through class last night. Trying to pay attention to what was going on but really more concerned with the score than what the lecture was about. -for the record it was Violence in the workplace followed by Global Management.-see I was actually paying attention. I hated that I had to whip out my phone and try to cover it the best I could so the professor wouldn't exactly see. Thinking, damn you Caps, why has every freaking big game of the season come on Tuesdays. When you know I am in class and can't not only go to it, but have a hard time even following it.

You knew this.

And I hated how I had to come in this morning while people dropped by my desk to chat about the incredible game-I am only going by what they say-and look at me like I was the crazy one when I couldn't attend. When I told them about school, they told me I was crazy, I should have skipped. This was THE GAME OF THE SEASON..Somehow I don't think my professor would have seen it the same way but whatever... And half of these people cared less about the team a week ago.

Again Typical.

A week from now I am assuming they will go back to doubting we will make it far.

But for the moment, I will take the lead, and the Division championship and just be glad I will get to see hockey for that much longer in the DC area.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013


I've been in a weird mood these days. A lot of things have all decided to come up. School, work, life in general. Decisions that I know I need to make but don't seem to be easy to do so. 

Funny what happens when we become adults.

I thought by this point I would have things figured out. I didn't imagine I would still be going to school, still unsure of where I am going. Is this the right thing, I wouldn't think that it would be so damn hard to get a degree. I met adults that did it, and I thought so could I. But what they won't tell you is the colleges half the time are not catered to the working adult, which I knew but still. They won't tell you that some of the classes aren't offered for years in between leaving the student with no other option but to wait it out for an entire semester. I have 7 classes to go before I graduate. But these 7 classes seem to be the hardest to come by....I will have to wait another semester once more. Is it even worth it? Should I try and look for an online school, even if I really really don't want to? I was so proud that I got into the school I wanted to go to all those years ago. And by just closing the door on it feels a lot like I am giving up on it.

 But then again, do I have any other choice?

My work is work. I will not get into specifics nor bitch to much about it. All I will say is things are changing around here, and I am trying to understand where I fit in the new picture they have. Or if I even do at all? And if not, what the hell do I do about that one.  It seems half the people I know are looking for other positions and very few of them have been successful at it. I am thankful I have a job, I should be thankful. But sometimes I wonder if there is more than this.

There are other matters, family, babies and the potential thought of moving, which keeps playing in the back of our minds. 

Yes, moving. 

Which brings me to the whole crossroads. If we are contemplating moving, and we aren't talking about just down the street but out of state, do I even want to take things into consideration. New job, new school. I feel as though we are at the point in things where if we are even toying with the idea then maybe the best idea is to stick it out until we determine if that is going to happen.

The Gemini in me, is laughing.
And saying.

Friday, April 19, 2013

Friday Five. 4/19:Frosting

Happy Friday, though as the week events have been relayed all around the country, its not been a very good one. Going to keep it simple this week. This weeks theme: Frosting

1. How much frosting do you like on a slice of cake (or on a cupcake)?

I love the just enough to make it good but not enough to take away from the cake. Its the same way I feel about most toppings of any kind.  Which is why I usually order toppings on the side.

2. What’s something else (besides cake or cupcakes) that’s excellent with frosting?

How far off the deep end should I go with this???

3. How close are you (or how many years removed) from your hair turning grey?

Actually been finding greys here and there since high school. Not fully thank god but its been pretty horrible especially when where 15 at the time..

4.With whom would you say you have a frosty relationship?

An old teacher. I still can't stand the sound of her name...

5. What item in your freezer is most likely to be consumed next?

Probably some frozen peas....

Simple and short this week. May your weekend be a lot quieter than the week has been.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Boston Strong.

Sometimes there is more important things than an outcome. Sometimes it doesn't matter what color jersey we were, what team we root for. And who wins. 
Sometimes its more about for a moment, no matter how brief it is.
We are all one.

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

A week of rememberence

Every year I flip the calendar to the month of April. I look at the days, the ones that hold significance. The month sees my husband's birthday. A best friend’s birthday. Hockey playoffs begin. The usual appointments and get together dates with friends and family. Most of which seem to be normal and only mean something to those closest to me.

And then there is the week.

There is nothing marking anything down to even hint at the significance of it. No marking of any kind, my neatly left handed written does not dare touch upon it. Yet, like an elephant in the room it does not need to written down to know what week it is.  
I will simply call it remembrance week.

 It started back in high school, April 19, 1995 to be exact. Oklahoma City. At 14,I admit I don't remember much of it. I wasn't as interested in things like this back then. And this of course was pre-Facebook, and twitter, things were so different back then. (And the fact I can say that, back then and know what it means is sort of scary.) Still I remember it, how devastating it was. How every time someone says Oklahoma City, the name will forever be associated with that tragedy. How just this morning I saw the iconic image of the firefighter holding a baby and had to step away. 18 years after such events.

Followed by Columbine High School on April 20, 1999 while I was in my freshmen year of college. I don't think I will ever forget sitting there glued to the television as the news broke, watching the kids running out of the building. How can I?  School violence was something new, no one could ever imagine such an act. By the end of the day, everyone knew was 4/20 meant. And it had nothing to do with  the shot heard around the world. It took on a whole new meaning. From that point on, school systems would not be the same, or at least we had hoped. Talks of security and medal detectors and things I never had to deal with on a daily basis found their ways into the halls of our local high schools.

Then Virginia Tech on the 16th of April 2007. Six years ago I sat behind my computer screen. I was in the middle of creating an offer letter for someone when an IM popped up from my cousin down at Tech. It was sort of out of the blue since she was in the middle of class. And it was vague. Very, very vague. Simply saying she was alright, but in a classroom, locked down. She wanted me to know she loved me. Asked if I could get a hold of my aunt for her. And anyone else in the family. Let them know the same. I at the time had no clue about what was going on, she said something about shootings. And then she took off. Leaving me to do endless amounts of searching on news sources. Throughout the day I kept in contact as much as I could with her, while she was searching for her best friend. When she told me that very friend was one of the victims. Even if she was alright, at the moment it didn't matter. I sat there stunned. Too much in shock to do anything more for the day. I still have trouble talking about it, even if my cousin was alright and I truly didn't know her best friend other than that, she was my cousins (or one of them) best friend. She was her roommate. She went to school with people I knew. Amazing, the lady who sat beside me at work, her best friend lost a daughter. We sat there together the entire day both keeping each other informed and huddled together in the tragic day. It was an amazingly scary day to say the least.

And then it happens. April 15, 2013. During the annual Boston Marathon. Two bombs go off. A day that Bostonian's take pride in and they should. A day for Patriotism and goodwill. It’s one of those days where people should not have to worry about running a marathon only to fear for their safety at the finish line. Just as much as kids should not have to go to school only to worry about not coming home that day.
I am by no means not recognizing other tragedies, the Newton events, 9/11.  These too will forever go down as events that changed the way I feel about things. The way I hold my son a little tighter at night and wish for just a couple more minutes.

 Nor am I that naive to know things like this don't happen. I know they do. And they are all tragedies, no matter when they occur. But it just seems as though this specific week is becoming a week filled with tragedy after tragedy. Loss after loss. Every year we add another ribbon and color to our wardrobe to serve as a reminder that we will never forget such events.

If only we never had to start in the first place.

Monday, April 15, 2013

Running scared.

This was not the original posting I had thought about today.

Confession-I actually had no idea what I was going to write about today. Other than the fact I had the urge to write something.

I am not a runner, while I know several of my friends as of late that are running and preparing themselves for marathons. I am not one of them.

And I probably would have never even written about the Boston Marathon going on had it not been for the fact that across my ticker on my computer comes this:

Explosions rock Marathon...

Really? At a marathon. I wonder if this is what its coming to? If no where is safe, no one is safe. I wonder if every where we go from marathons to school will we have to stand in security lines and think OK is something going to happen??

I do not know. I do not like to think of one of my favorite cities cleaning up after a tragedy.Even if no one has officially been announced as dead, I can not imagine what chaos is going on right now.  I can't even think of much to write about in all honesty and find that my words are jumbled.

This should not have happened for whatever reason. I am at a loss.

My heart and thoughts are in Boston at the moment....

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Sunday Nights

Oh Sunday nights, I hate you. I hate the way I know you know what tomorrow is. And yet you pretend that your still the weekend and that everything is fine. But lets not try to hide it. Lets try to be real here. You are horribly cruel...

And we are not friends.

Friday, April 12, 2013

Five Question Friday: April 12: Social.

 Well halfway through April-can you believe it???- I sure can't. The weather is finally beginning to turn itself into spring-or rather summer actually. But I will gladly take this. And it being Friday means another segment of my Five question Friday. This weeks topic: Social.

1. Where were you the last time you took an awkward tumble?

About two weeks ago, when it was snowing. Son and I tumbled on the steps...probably not the best day to have worn nice shoes. Dif lesson learned. Thankfully neither of us were hurt.

2. When did you last dine by the pleasant flicker of candlelight?

Does the candles at Cracker Barrell count?? Seriously it has not been something I have done in quite awhile...but if you count the candles at CB, then that was about a month ago...with my son and my parents joining us. It really wasn't as romantic as it sounded.

3. Who was the last person to cause you to yelp in surprise?

My boss as I was rounding the corner to come into work this morning. Though I must admit he has a tendency to do this a lot...scare the crap out of me...he is way to quiet.

4. What were your last good reads, and who recommended them to you?

Home Front by Kristin Hannah. No one recommended as I am a huge fan of hers, but this one dif made it to the top of the favorite list. I highly recommend it. Grab the tissues and your hubbys hand!

5. When were your friends last in a twitter about something you just couldn’t get excited about?

The last of the Twilight saga movies. They were huge fans, and I just never understood them, or the books I really didn't see what was all that great about them. I passed.

And there you have it. May your weekend be beautiful and relaxing.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

The chase for No.1

Usually at this point in April the regular season is winding itself down. The playoff picture is set, standings are made final and predictions are beginning to form. Anderson is usually going nuts with requests to update game programs and playoff tickets. This resulting in long hours late nights and a lot of patience on everyone's end of things.

Yes, usually my house is a buzz with excitement. Or at least it has been the past couple of seasons when we were guaranteed to at least make it into the first round.

This year of course is different. The lockout pushed everything back. The regular season is still going on-though don't tell this to Mother Nature, who is assuming its playoff season-We are in fact still two weeks from playoffs. And while the Caps are leading the division, its by slim margins and is not set in stone. Despite our recent push, there is a chance we could be looking at a long off season. I can't remember when the last time, that has happened.

I don't even want to imagine that.

Though I must say I for one am actually surprised by the push. For awhile there-OK more like most of the season to be honest.- I really didn't even think we stood a chance to be talking about playoffs. Nor did we really deserve to be in the hunt for the cup. While I support and follow my team, and am proud to be a fan I am not afraid to admit we weren't great. In fact we down right well-sucked. I figured there was no way in hell we would come back to even be close to making the playoffs. I was ok with this. I accepted this. And in a lot of ways I told myself it was better that way. I did not want to listen to a thousand of the 'hockey expert' commentators slam the team because we were mediocre or that we barely made it into the playoffs. I did not want to hear that we weren't deserving to be in there. The way I saw it, cut our loses early, finish the season and start a fresh long season better next year.

And yes, we knew there was going to be a next year.

Instead of gearing up for post season hockey, we began making plans, and setting aside our summer to do list. We didn't let it bother us. Life went on, much as it has. No there was not the same sort of buzz that came along this time of year, we watched the trade deadline come and go. We questioned things. 

But of course one should never say never.-Did I really just use Justin Bieber reference in a hockey post??- because while I was thinking these very thoughts Alex Ovechkin decided it was time to play some hockey-right about the same time he decided to cut his hair, coincidence?-as did Backstrom. Green came back. Laich did for about a hot minute. And hold up, wait a minute....we are winning and not just the games that didn't matter. But the ones that do-to be fair in a short season, every game matters-with each win, I watched as we took on our division and climbed the rankings and before long we were right there on top.

Maybe playoffs weren't all that far off.

We have had helped no doubt about it, teams we needed to, have fallen a bit in their own right. And for the first time this season I thank the Lord our major losing spell occurred during the beginning of the season, which I would gladly take over the end of the season. I will gladly take the lead in any way or form that I can.

No, there is still no guarantee that we will make it in there. A two point goal is the hardest lead to maintain, I assume the same can be said in regards to standings. Its ahead enough to know that we are in, and secure our spot in the playoffs for the time being, but close enough that Winnipeg knows they are within striking distance.

And you can pretty much guarantee they know there is still plenty of time to take it all away.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Its the perfect day.

If I could invent the perfect day. Today would be it.

Its the kind of day where you trade in your shoes for flop flops, where you roll down the car windows blast some music-in my case its Kenny Chesney-and head to your local 7-11 to grab the first Slurpee of the season.

Its exactly that kind of day.

Its the kind where you have to take a walk, even if you don't exactly have a destination in mind. Around the block, the office, anywhere really. Where you head leans towards the windows-because you are not lucky enough to have a cube anywhere near one-and long to be out. It is in fact to pretty of a day to be inside. You think now is the perfect time for someone to invent a extension cord long enough for outdoor use. Because laptops aren't exactly something the company is willing to spare at the moment. Working outside sounds fabulous right about now.

Yes its that kind of day.

The kind of one where everyone is smiling and happy, and they are not complaining about everything. They are enjoying this, after all it has been cold for so long,damp for so long. Skirts that have been in hiding are finally pulled out, pleasing most of the male population.  And ties tend to take a backseat during lunch.

Its the kind where you say screw you allergies, today I will not care that my eyes feel so heavy I could sleep for five hours. Or that my nose is about to run off my face.  And my throat feels like its going to catch fire. So what, today I am not going to let that bother me. Why?

Because its that kind of day. Truly it is.

The one where you think skipping an evening class would be brilliant. Except you have already used that card up and missing another would be not so advisable in the grand scheme of things. And lets face it, you only have five weeks left. And this weather will be around for quite some time.

Even if it is really really tempting.

Sure in a couple of months you may find yourself bitching about the heat, the humidity. OK in all honesty I will not lie. I love this kind of weather. I live for this kind of weather so you won't from me. But for many others this kind of day will soon get old and boring and they will start complaining about everything under the sun.Soon they will be wishing for the chilly weather to return.

But not today.

Because its the kind of day.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Its beginning to look a lot like...

Its been a pretty long winter in the mid-Atlantic region. For a minute I think most would agree we doubted spring time would ever get here. Even as March came to an end there was still talks about snow and icy conditions. We walked around bundled up from head to toe cursing the fact we still had to wear scarfs after St. Patty's day.

And forget about seeing the Cherry Blossoms, because apparently they weren't going to be blooming at all. Spring breakers came and had to deal with not only the temperatures, but the lack of beautiful spring time sights the area is known for. Baseball started, and judging by the fans in the stands you would think it was a football game in the middle of November. It was pretty disheartening to say the least. Even I had given up hope, and started counting down to the summer. It was either that or contemplate moving-which I admit I have done on more than one occasion.-that's right, it looked as if we wanted anything dealing with warm and sunshine we may as well start packing our bags and heading south.

And yet, yesterday as we were coming home from a great weekend in the hills of West Virginia, something started to shift. And what was that I saw??? The sun. It actually was peaking through. The jacket was soon shed and by the time we got home, it was actually hot-ok warm but we left WVA and it was barely 50-wouldn't you know, it look like spring finally decided to show up.

About time. But then again, this is DC and nothing gets done on time.-here's looking at you congress-

I woke this morning hoping that the good weather was not as fleeting as it has been in the past weeks. That it was not one of these here for a day, and gone for another week and a half. I had to sit and stare at my screen making sure I read the numbers right. 70s, 80s (wait, what???) and gorgeous sun for the majority of the week...

I danced around the bedroom and grabbed my allergy medicine. Which I am glad to take. Because this weather, well it makes me happy. Extremely, extremely happy.

Even if it will be in the 100s next week.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Andys bday

Anderson turns 35 today. He says it has hit him harder than when he turned 30 for some reason. He feels a hell of a lot older. Even saying it just sounds weird. But he says he will manage. (I sure hope so) I will say it is amazing to think we are reaching that age. The one where the numbers seem harder to take in, and everything seems to be out of whack a bit more. 
We spent the weekend celebrating up in West VA at his parents cabin. It was a nice getaway from the usual hustle and bustle that the NOVA area tends to be. Other than that we pretty much sat around, played games where I proceeded to beat my father in law 3 out of the 4 times. Something I am quite proud of, my father in law on the other hand not so much.
I am not sure whether this was exactly what Anderson wanted. After all last year I provided him with a weekend to NYC, but it was nice none the less and he seemed to enjoy himself.
And as an added bonus, the Caps just won the game, and are in sole position of 1st place in the SE division.
Which for him, was probably the best birthday gift he could ask for really.

Friday, April 5, 2013

Friday Five-4/5/13: Yikes

I am really beginning to enjoy Fridays. Sure they have been around for as long as any of us can remember but as I am getting older I have learned that Fridays mean a whole lot more than what they once did. And here we are, the first week of April is now in the record books, a scary thought indeed. This week's Friday Five's theme is: Yikes!

1. How do thunder and lightning make you feel?

I actually love a good thunder storm. I do not know why, but there is just something about them that is beautiful..powerful and while they often wake me up, a thunderstorm in the middle of the night is kind of awesome.

2. How do spiders make you feel?

Its not the spiders I am worried about. Its the snakes. True fact. They actually don't bother me. My husband and son on the other hand, yeah good luck on that one.

3. How do recent threats on America by North Korea make you feel?

Uneasy. Nervous and unsure.

4. How concerned are you about having your identity stolen?

I think its something everyone should be concerned with, but at the same time, I know we can't walk around thinking everyone is out to steal it.

5. How cautious are you about food spoilage in your refrigerator?

Considering I am allergic to mold and its deathly allergic, well I am pretty concerned about this and very cautious. We pretty much don't keep leftovers in the refrigerator at all.

And there you have it, may you have a fabulous weekend.

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Trade Deadline

Today may very well be the biggest day in hockey next to the start of the season. Trade deadline day. Its the day my husband sits behind his computer rearranging rosters and flyers. Programs. And before you ask, no he has no prior knowledge of who is coming or going. Who is safe or not. He may have an idea but mostly its just rumors. And he may now an hour before the deadline or the trade is officially made official/announced, but he does not share any of it. Not even with his wife.

Which means I get to do much like the rest watch sometimes on pins and needles while the ticker goes on, as trades get made. Some leave me shaking my head while others could care less.

There will be no question of rumors. Will Ribeiro go? Will this be the year Luongo leaves Vancouver? What about Miller? Because its rumored he may leave??

And will the Caps actually do anything??

Speaking of which, what would I like for my beloved Caps?? Well I don't expect much, mainly because GM George McPhee has a tendency to do absolutely nothing as he is not willing to give up anything. He wants the results without losing anything. I don't think trades can happen this way. I don't expect to get in any big name player if we aren't willing to let go someone. And no I am not talking about trading Ovi, but I do think you need to move someone. Whomever that may be I do not know. Carlson? Green? Backstrom? None of which I think he would trade but I think if we want to be successful something along those lines are going to need to happen. What I would like to see if a good defensemen, a strong. I don't think we have enough of those on the team, while we may have some good ones, I do not see any of them up to NHL level quite yet.

This of course is just my opinion.

But I am well aware my opinion is just that. GMGM will not take any of into consideration what so ever. Which means for the next several hours I get to watch social media, and websites to see what his opinion exactly is.

Which means if history has proven itself, nothing will happen really.
Nor should we expect anything.

Monday, April 1, 2013

An April Fools Story.

A little over eleven years ago in the middle of the night I sat in my bedroom staring at posters of boy band members I had plastered on the walls. I had just come back from a date which went horribly wrong on so many levels. I couldn't figure what was so wrong with me. Sure I still slept with the same stuffed animal I had since I was a toddler on occasion. What young twenty something didn't from time to time. And I still had the same posters I had since high school lining the walls. And yes I still lived at home with my parents. I was saving money. I worked. I was going to school. I really didn't think any of these things made me truly a horrible person. I had things to offer. I knew this.

Flipping on the television I turned it to some music channel because nothing else was really on that interesting at two in the morning. As some video ended the station headed into commercials. And that is when the stupid commercial came on. The one with the happy couples smiling at each talking about love and happily ever after.

Online dating??

I didn't really know what to think about it. Other than I was pretty sure if my parents found out they would kill me. After all finding love on the internet back in the early 2000's was totally different. But I was willing. I heard all the warnings, and still I flipped open my laptop and created an account.  I assumed I would know the crazies from the lunatics and besides I could always delete my account. It was free. Well unless I found someone and wanted to contact. But I really didn't think about this at the time.

I hit the submit button, closed the computer and went to bed without thinking much of it.
A week later I got a hit, while I had gotten a couple since signing up, this one seemed actually legit, and real and he was right down the way from the area.

What would follow is several nights on the phone, and emails back and forth. Long extensive convos at night on Instant Messenger, or in class while I was supposed to be learning. Yeah, that didn't exactly happen I admit. I was enjoying talking to the guy at the other end. We talked about anything and everything really. Best friends, high school. I told him about my disability, and he told me he was a big guy. It didn't matter to him. I am pretty sure that was the line that did it in for me. I know I should have been more worried but in all honesty I didn't. Even if it amounted to nothing in the end, maybe just being happy for a few weeks was enough.

And then one night he mentioned meeting. In person. No more over the phone talks about make believe people. No more thinking or wondering. And so I agreed.


April 1st.

As in April Fools day??

Um yeah, that wasn't going to happen. I could picture it now, showing up at some per-determined meeting place only to find he wasn't the kind of guy I wanted him to be. Instead he would be pushing 65, balding and have this major overbite. Yes, that is what would show up if it was on this date. I was certain of it. Or maybe he wouldn't show up at all. Because that's the kind of luck I would have.

Three days later, on April 4th I met the guy who is is now my husband. He was in fact not 65 nor balding and his teeth while not perfect held no signs of an overbite.

Eleven years later we both laugh at the joke, turned out it was the best one ever.