Tuesday, March 27, 2007


I waited anxiously for the UPS truck to arrive, and I let out a deep sigh when he finally showed up with my package, a package that promised to give me all the pleasure I could handle! I signed the little board and quickly grabbed my treasures and ran inside. I tore the box open shivering at the thought of what was inside, and ripped through all the plastic wrapping, they wanted to be sure it was safe in it journey to me. It was smooth with just the right amount of curves and it fit perfectly into my hand. I thought it was perfect as I turned it around and around in my hands stroking it and admiring it's beauty. I couldn't wait to use it, oh god the batteries I thought were the batteries charged or would I have to wait to play with my new toy until they were able to power it up. Please let them be charged I prayed as I gently opened the little door, I slipped the batteries in. I closed my eyes hoping something would happen, and I hit the switch. OH yes, they were fully charged! I quickly began pressing buttons as it began doing different things, and I became more and more excited by my purchase. It is perfect and it cost way to much money and now I want all the accessories to go with it, and there are a lot of accessories. I am sure I could spend hours using it at a time, and I probably will. I've already used it several times just today! You want to see a picture of it? Well click here.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Tag no backs!

Well the lovely http://mtnbkaz.blogspot.com/>Adventure Chick has tagged me. I'm suppose to list 6 weird things about me... I don't think there is anything weird about me! I am a perfect example of normal, but I'll try to share some stuff that you might find weird?

1. I actually don't mind the smell of hockey. Now some of you are thinking what do you mean the smell of hockey... There are a lot of different smells to hockey, the ice when you walk into the rink you can smell the ice, it smells cold and clean and good. Then there are the locker rooms, and hockey locker rooms are not for the faint of heart especially when it's packed full of kids taking off skates after a game it would stink to most people, but to me it isn't really that bad, it's not quite as good as coach smelled the other night, but I will miss the smell of hockey when it's over for the season.

2. I prefer winter over summer. I would much rather have a cool 20 degree day to a hot 80 degree day anytime.

3. I have a lazy eye and it drifts over to the side of my head when I am really tired, and because of that I can focus each eye independently without closing the other one kind of like a flounder.

4. I do not like to be touched on my stomach by anyone, not even Steve, it is an instant turn off. I'm to aware of the fact that I am fat then, even after 10 years together I still hate it.

5. I don't do well with compliments. I get embarrass by them, because I don't really feel like I deserve them.

6. I don't have a crafty bone in my body. I can't even color inside the lines. I don't sew, knit, or any of that stuff, I took sewing in high school and I managed to pull a C in that class only because the teacher felt sorry for me. I don't scrapbook, well I have one for D's travel team this year, but it isn't that nifty scrapbooking people do. I have a photo album with a few pictures and all the tourney programs in it. Nothing neat or organized just stuffed in the book. I have all these ideas for neat projects, but I don't have the ability to do them...

So see I'm not all that weird really.

Friday, March 16, 2007

Pondering the meaning of life

"Hey that looked like hockey coach!" Cam says, referring to D's coach who is an adorable 22 year old kid, and by adorable I mean makes me wish I were 22 again.

"That wasn't him Cam that was a lady." I say wondering why he would even say it looked like him, because this was a blond older lady. I just shook my head in confusion.

"Maybe it was his wife." Cam states.

"He's not married Cameron." D says.

"Why not?" Cam says, and without waiting for a reply he says, "He could marry you mom."

I started laughing and said, "What about your dad?"

"He can find another girl." Cam says.

"Hockey coach?" I ask thinking he has changed his mind at the mention of his father.

"No dad can get him a new wife, and you can marry hockey coach." by this point my eyes are watering because I am laughing.

"I'm almost old enough to be his mother honey. I don't think your dad wants to find a new wife anyway."

"Your in your 30's and he's in his 20's it isn't that much mom, besides dad would probably like a new wife." Cam says nodding his head and you can see the wheels turning in there. "Yep you could ask him?"

"Ask dad if he wants a new wife?" I'm still laughing.

"No ask hockey coach if it bothers him you are in your 30's." I about had to pull the car over I couldn't see, I could hardly breath, and my side still hurts from laughing.

"I'm pretty sure it would bother me!" I say.

"Why? He plays hockey mom." and I guess to a 7 year old that is the only prerequisite I should have, my singles ad would read "Must play hockey, nothing else matters."

I think Cam misses his dad and is thinking he is never coming back anyway, so he might as well pick one out now at least that way he will have a choice in who it is.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007


Steve is in France.

In house hockey is officially over for the season.

Travel hockey only has one more tourney.

I've lost 52 lbs.

The last hockey tourney was awesome. We took the mini's with us and both teams were undefeated.

My mite parents are the best. I did a lot of the age rep stuff, because the girl who was suppose to do it didn't and my parents got me a jacket that Rocks!

The job is going great.

I am going to bed.