Posts Tagged ‘Hockey’

Being sick sucks.

Monday, November 21st, 2005

Being sick during a holiday week, after accepting the fact that I would be staying in town rather than spending Thanksgiving with my family, when I committed to working every day except Thursday so I could use the Friday day off during Christmas, and when I went ahead and bought tickets to the Stars games Wednesday and Friday night (since my ticket partner got those games because I thought I’d be out of town)….well, sucks.

I woke up at 4am this morning with the most horrible pain in my ears and my sinuses.  My throat was hurting so badly I could barely swallow.  And my head felt like it was going to explode.  Being one of those people with an amazing talent for turning the simplest of colds into bronchitis, or even pneumonia, I was on the phone with my doctor’s office as soon as they opened making an appointment for this afternoon. 

There’s nothing I love to do more when I am feeling like utter shit than to drive to the doctor’s office, sit and wait to be seen, go describe my symptoms to some nurse that I have already explained to the lady on the phone, see the doctor, do a breathing test, wait on him to come back and give me prescriptions and fuss at me about quitting smoking.

The best part is going to get the prescriptions filled.  My regular store has closed, the new store (which also bought out the old store, including prescriptions) has not opened yet.  So where the hell do I go to get the new ones filled.  I finally decided to go to another location of Tom Thumb to get the new ones filled, knowing that I’ll have to transfer them to the new store when it finally opens.  And then I get to wait for the “20-30 minutes” that it is supposedly going to take for them to slap a label on an inhaler and count out some pills. 

So I end up wandering around the store, looking like death warmed over.  And what does one do while wandering around a store waiting for prescriptions to be filled?  I’ll tell you what….find all kinds of shit that you don’t need but suddenly think you have to have.  I got a cart and start throwing random things in it:  tomato juice, Diet Sprite, soup, chips, etc.  All of which I already had at home.  Finally my prescriptions were ready.  What should have been a $40 total was now $80. 

I get home almost 3 hours later, still feeling like shit, and start popping pills and squirting nasal spray and huffing inhalers.  Eat a bowl of soup and lay down on the couch and finally fall asleep.  Then, around 8pm, a friend, who knows that I am sick, calls my phone…3 times in a row.  Awake and annoyed by that point, I answer it.  Only to hear her say “Oh I’m sorry….did I wake you up?”  And then she proceeds to tell me about her wonderful experience at the Season Ticket Holder event that took place that night.  The event that I had to reschedule (luckily there was a choice of 3 dates, this one being the first) because I am sick.  Forgive me for not sharing in your excitement.  Now if you don’t mind, I’m going back to bed. 

How much for the hot hockey player?

Saturday, November 19th, 2005

Mike Modano

Seriously.  Best Buy would make a fortune.  And with their 18-month no interest financing, I wouldn’t hesitate.  Hell, I’d take TWO! 

Modano was at the grand opening of a Best Buy store this afternoon, so, of course, I went and stood in line to (finally) get my jersey signed (no, not the one in the picture) and managed to get a picture with him.  I’ve been to his signings before, but never managed to have my jersey with me.  Giddy like a school girl, but not yet satisfied, I returned to the end of the line for a second round and got a magazine and game program signed, too.  And another picture with him.  *blush*

I would have willingly gone back a third time (the line was super short by then) but my friends convinced me that was too stalker-ish.  Besides, I didn’t have anything else with me for him to sign.  A little boy nearby overhead me saying that and suggested I have him sign my face.

Oh honey.  If I was going to ask him to sign a body part, that would so not be it.

Tom Thumb, you broke my heart.

Wednesday, November 16th, 2005

So, you know that the super-conveniently located Tom Thumb near my house is CLOSING.  I am still bummed about it.  I loved that store.  Tom was my first friend in my new neighborhood.  We’ve been together for just over a year and he was always there when I needed him. 

To add insult to injury, I just learned today that Kroger is moving into that location.  I got a letter from Kroger today assuring me that he can make me forget I ever knew Tom.  Kroger went on to say how he looks forward to being part of my life.  Excuse me!  I barely know you, you presumptive, conceited  wannabe-rebound-store!  Don’t pretend to want me or care about what I want.  You’re just using me for my money.

There’s another big new Tom Thumb a few blocks north, but let’s be realistic.  Kroger is going to be right there.  And I’m weak.  Perhaps I can try to form a relationship with northern Tom.  But I won’t rule out the possibility of the occasional booty call with Kroger.

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Meanwhile, my Stars are down 2-1 against the Ducks.  The 3rd period is about to start.  Come on, guys!  Beat those phucking ducks!!!  They’ve had a pretty decent road trip so would love to see them finish it off with a killer comeback in the 3rd.  Then they are back at home this Friday playing the BJs (no, not that kind).  I’ll be at that game…YAY! 

I’m all set.

Saturday, October 29th, 2005

I went and got produce (and a TON of it at that) and other groceries I couldn’t get yesterday.  So I’ve got lots of good healthy food around and plenty of no-to-low point foods to grab when I get the munchies.  I’m doing ok so far.  Not great, but ok.  Having a hard time drinking enough water and eating enough fruits and veggies, but now that I’m all stocked up, that part should be easier. 

I cooked myself dinner last night.  I had plenty of points left for that meal, so took the opportunity to use some of my higher point food (I’m not going to just throw it out, you know!).  I get 24 points a day (plus the flex ones if needed), and my dinner used of half of them.  I made fettucine with some yummy sauce, mushrooms, artichokes, and turkey sausage.  I made sure to measure the sauce so that I only got one serving of it, which was 1/2 a cup.  That’s how I could really get into trouble…by not keeping an eye on portions.  You get so used to the monster-sized stuff you get at restaurants and fast food places that a “normal” serving looks small.  But it was plenty.  And yummy. 

I was going to have another serving of it for tonight’s dinner, but reeeally wanted that Aunt Jemima Griddlecake (9 points!) for breakfast this morning.  So I adjusted and had a lighter dinner tonight.  That is one of the things I love most about Weight Watchers.  You aren’t restricted from eating ANYTHING.  You just have to be responsible about it.  I like to think of my points being like dollars.  I have 24 dollars to spend today.  If I spend 9 of them for breakfast, then I only have 15 left for the rest of the day.  And I really wanted that griddlecake.  So I spent the points on it.  And had lots of no point (steamed broccoli for example) fillers throughout the day.  It’s all about budgeting.

The best lesson for me to (re)learn is that this is NOT a diet.  It’s a lifestyle change.  If I want to be successful, that’s the most important thing to remember.  It’s not something you do until you get to the weight you want and then stop.  I stopped….gradually.  And gained it all back.  I REFUSE to make the same mistake again. 

Ok, now I’m off to watch my Stars play in Phoenix on tv.  If this game doesn’t go better than last night’s, I’m going to scream.  But quietly, because my head hurts.  Hey Laura, I haven’t had any caffeine yet today!  Not even on purpose.  I love Diet Root Beer!

Comments from old blog:
Nilla – Oct 30, 05:  Hmmm. I saw on CNN about two months ago that aspartame (which is in that diet stuff) causes symptoms that are like Multiple Sclerosis.   I also think Diet tastes like poo.

Laura – Oct 30, 05:  Diet Root Beer *IS* good. I LOVES me some Coke Zero, though!!! Glad you’re on stocked up and “on your way!” You’re so right about “budgeting.” It’s nice to be able to have ANYTHING. A snickers bar, a tortilla, mashed potatoes, whatever. You’ve just gotta cut back elsewhere!

Finishing touches…

Saturday, October 22nd, 2005

I’ve decided to skip going to the game tonight (gasp!) in order to have plenty of time to get into my costume for the Halloween Party tonight.  It just made more sense.

I think I’ve mentioned here before that I really enjoy a dirty martini.  Reeeally dirty.  “Dirty (Filthy) Whore Martini” is usually my exact drink-ordering phrase, in fact.  It’s a running joke among some of my friends.  So when I saw this dress, I knew what I would be for Halloween. 

So, I got the dress back from the lady at work and it fits much better.  Still a little more fitted than I would like, but that’s the material it’s made out of…nothing to be done about that now other than go find some control top hose or a girdle or something.  I wanted to be able to pull it up to make it a little shorter, too, but because of the way she tapered the insert at the bottom, it just won’t work.  That’s ok. 

The only downside to that is, one of my ideas for making my costume more dirty whore-ish is wasted now.  I was going to wear some fishnet hose with the knees worn out and dirty from…well, you figure it out.  But without a shorter dress, it just won’t work.  So what else can I do to emphasize the dirty whore part?

I’ve got a couple of trashy wigs to chose from.  Probably a little more rockstar than whore, but I’m sure one of them will work.  And I’ve got some fake eyelashes with little crystals at the base.  And some fishnet handless elbow-length gloves.  And I found some coolass hooker nails that are silver with little crystals on the tips.  I also have a cool black feather boa with silver in it.

I can’t find the shoes I was planning to wear, so may go look for some cheap ones today.  Either that or I’ll just have to wear my platform mary jane heels.

Problem is, according to Red, I’ll match too well.  And look more highclass callgirl than dirty whore.  So what else can I do to trash it up good?

Heavy makeup, yeah.  Thought maybe I could smear my lipstick.  But what else?! 

OLD BLOG COMMENTS:
Renee Oct 24, 05:  Loving that costume! I def wanna see you in it!:)

Nilla Oct 23, 05:  Yeah, my first thought was “put it on your head” for the making it trashier part. Like what you’ve got so far. How about a hat? Dunno, you could get a red pillbox and stick the letters “DTH” on it or something else lame I could probably come up with. Or write it on your chest.

Saundra Oct 22, 05:  blue eyeshadow… red lipstick… OR you could just make your arms and shoulders look dirty– go for more literal DIRTY Martini instead of DIRTY WHORE…

I saw the costume when I was looking @ some– good choice! :)   Have fun!

Some days, even my lucky undies can’t help.

Friday, October 21st, 2005

What a freaking nightmare of a disaster.  My Stars got their asses handed to them tonight.  It looked to be off to a great start when Mo scored early in the first on a powerplay.  Then it all went downhill from there.

Red & I were there in section 222.  It’s a shame to have had such great seats to such an awful game. 

A division game.  Against the Kings.  And we lose 7 to freaking 2.  I don’t even want to talk about it. 

One size does NOT fit all.

Tuesday, October 18th, 2005

I think it should be against the law to even place that phrase on any article of clothing.  I figured out my Halloween costume over the weekend.  Went and bought the dress part, and, of course, although it claims to fit most adult sizes, it is entirely too small for me.  Granted, it fits…meaning I was actually able to squirm my way into it.  But it’s made partially of this cheap, thin, stretchy, black matte knit stuff.  You know, the stuff that shows EVERY fat roll on your back and stomach and every dimple in your ass.  It’s so NOT flattering.

I called my mom over the weekend and she convinced me it would be super easy to sew some inserts into it to make it fit less…um…snug.  Well I can’t sew.  That project in home economics my sophmore year proved that.  And none of my friends sew.  So I’m in a panic, thinking I either find a seamstress who can fix it, find a super-duper-suck-it-all-in-girdle that will cover me from below the bust to the top of my thighs, or….I start from scratch and come up with another costume.

After tons of phone calls and being chastised for waiting until the last minute, I ended up asking a coworker, who I happen to know is a big quilting person, if she could possibly pretty-please-with-sugar-on-top do it for me.  I need it by Saturday, so time is running out.  She said she can.   I need to go find some similar fabric tomorrow, probably on my lunch break, and then she can take it all home and get started.  So yay for that!

Now if I can just figure out how this is all going to work.  I’m supposed to be going to the hockey game on Saturday.  And then ride with other game-goers to the party….like 30-40 minutes away.  They are planning to stay the night, so I’d either have to do the same (which I don’t want to do) or find another ride back to wherever I leave my car.  And when do I change?  At the party?  Well that’s just silly.  We probably won’t get there until 11pm at the very earliest.  Then it’s going to take me another hour to get all the crap on.  So maybe, by midnight, I’m costumed and ready to socialize.  By 2am or so, people will be leaving (well, those that aren’t going to crash there).  I’m not crazy about the idea of the amount of effort to get dressed vs the amount of time spent at the party.

So I’m thinking…maybe I skip going to the game.  I could get ready at home, without having to pack up all the shit I would need, then ride with friends to the party in time to watch the game on tv from there.  That makes more sense, doesn’t it?  But then I’ll miss seeing my boys play live and in person.  I’m torn. 

So I sent that email…

Monday, October 17th, 2005

Well, sort of.  I sent an amended version of it based on the conversation I had with T last night.  But I’m getting ahead of myself.  First, about the phone call. 

It was a little superficial at first.  Then he mentioned that I could keep the cd he loaned me, so I’m thinking, ok, that definitely means he doesn’t have any plans of us seeing each other anymore.  So I tell him, I’ve already made a copy (noooo!  I would never do that!) and will mail it to him if he wants.  Then he’s all, no, that’s silly…which leads to more discussion about our situation.  He still talks out of both sides of his mouth a little bit, which I could easily read things into.  But I’m not.  I’m taking it at face value.  He’s just not into me (stupid book).  We both like each other as people.  Period.  Dot.  End of sentence. 

We talked about the friendship thing and he said he does want to be friends, but he’s afraid he is going to feel bad every time he looks in my eyes now because he hurt my feelings.  Well, he did.  But I’m a big girl and understand you can’t force something if it isn’t there.  So today, I altered the dreaded draft email to address some of the things we talked about.  And basically just left it as I think you’re a good person, I’d like for us to be friends, I don’t know if we can agree on what that means, and if it’s uncomfortable just say so and let’s be done with it.  And then I hit the Send button.

I figure one of several things will happen now:

  1. He’ll be annoyed by it and not respond.
  2. He’ll feel uncomfortable about the whole situation and not respond.
  3. Some other variation of not responding.
  4. He’ll feel uncomfortable about it and respond to tell me it’s too awkward for us now.
  5. He’ll respond and tell me he just wants hot sex on occasion.
  6. He’ll respond and tell me he wants to be friends and have hot sex.
  7. He’ll respond and tell me he wants to redefine our friendship.

Feel free to add your input or other possible outcomes.  :P

Oh, and my Stars had to go and lose to the damn Canucks last night.  Pheh!

On a brighter note, they are giving away tons of free tickets to the next few home games (still trying to win those fans back).  A friend of mine that I don’t get to see as often as I’d like (the girl who helped me drink too much wine at my open house…I’ll call her Red) won platinum seats to this Thursday’s game and invited me to go with her.  Since that wasn’t one of my season ticket games (I share my seat with another lady), I jumped at the chance.  Should be good times.

And the following week, yours truly won platinum seats to the game against the Sharks.  Yay!

Dammit.

Sunday, October 16th, 2005

Spent the last hour talking to T.  It was really nice to hear from him.  I do want to be his friend, I really do.  He really is a nice guy.  If only he wasn’t so freaking hot. 

Ok, in my wine-infused drunkedness, I will refrain from typing any more and will now go watch my Stars play their final game of the roadtrip against the  Canucks.  I could watch Mikey take faceoffs allllll niiiiiight looooong. 

I had every intention of blogging today…

Friday, October 14th, 2005

 But now it’s late and I don’t feel like it.

I was going to talk about my free half-day at work, my quest to find a Halloween costume, winning platinum level tickets to a Stars game, and Modano’s great games against Phoenix on Tuesday and then Calgary on Thursday. And my guilt over wimping out on a friend’s birthday happy hour/game-watching gathering tonight.

So instead, I’ll leave you with this. Sweet dreams.;)

Season 2…and a completely unexpected engagement!

Monday, October 10th, 2005

Got the 1st dvd of the second season of Six Feet Under last week and am just now getting around to watching it, what with hockey back on, my Netflix rentals are taking a backseat. 

I was at that miserable 3-2 loss to the Avs on Saturday.  Talk about a BAD time to take a (ridiculously long) penalty.  But it was only the 2nd game.  And good to see the guys defending each other, justified or not.  I’m splitting my seat with a friend’s mom, so will be watching tomorrow night’s game from the comfort of my living room. 

Oh, and now for the jawdropping news I received this weekend:  a hockey friend of mine, let’s call her Miss Hut, is ENGAGED.  To a guy she met online.  Barely a month ago.  I’m trying to think positive for her but….that’s just a little creepy to me.  They’ve spent every spare minute together since they met, which is, well, weird to me.  I mean, people talk about wanting to spend every waking moment together but they don’t actually do it.  Do they?? 

I should also add that Miss Hut has never even had a serious boyfriend before.  She’s a few years older than me, so she should be able to take care of herself.  However, she’s also got some issues that she has been working on.  The most obvious being her weight.  She’s lost somewhere in the ballpark of 100 pounds since we all first met.  She still has more to go, but that in itself is bound to inspire a serious boost in confidence.  Anyway, I’m just worried that she might be latching on to the first seemingly good guy to give her the time of day.  I hope I’m wrong but…Sigh.

Ok, time for SFU.  Then hopefully to sleep.  Early meeting tomorrow that I need to prepare for.

Happy Hockey Day!

Thursday, October 6th, 2005

The Stars opened the new, I mean MY NHL, season against the Kings tonight (last night, whatever).  HOLY CRAP.  What a game!  After a miserable first period and being booed off the ice (not by yours truly, but I didn’t cheer them either), our boys fought back from being down 4-0 and gave the fans at the AAC a real treat!  The house really was a rockin’. 

“To wait 18 months and come out like that in the first and give the fans that, I felt this big coming off the ice,” Boucher said, holding his finger and thumb close. “We deserved to be booed, but when we came back, they got right back into it. They played a role in the comeback, that’s for sure.”  – from DMN

Arnott, Zubov (twice), Guerin, and Boucher all scored to get the Stars in the game, keep them there, and finish off the Kings.

Stars Win 5-4

After a little post-game celebration at the Old No 7, my alarm is going to be going off way too soon.   But Wheeeeeee!  What a night!!!

Hockey and a missed call

Thursday, September 29th, 2005

Took my parents to the game tonight against the Blues.  That was certainly a welcome break!  AND we won.   It’s preseason, I know, but still.  One more preseason game at home this Saturday and then the real deal starts next Wednesday!  Can’t wait!!!

After the game I noticed a missed call on my phone.  A call from T.  I haven’t talked to him since our big “discussion.”  And no, I never did send that email.  Never deleted it either.  I think the ball was still in my court to figure out the could we still be friends thing.

Anyway, he left a message.  Saying he was glad to hear my family was all safe and sound.  And to give him a call when I had a chance.  I would’ve called back when I saw the message, but wasn’t too keen on doing so while walking back to the car with my parents after the game.  And by the time I got home, it was too late.  Probably for the best, right?

I’ll call him back sooner or later.  Awhile back, I had offered to take him to his first hockey game next weekend.  I’m sure he’s forgotten about it. 

Now that there’s been some space to let the emotion and disappointment subside, I think we could actually do the friend thing, if we can agree on what that means.  It’s the “benefits” part I’m not sure of.  I’d hate to give that up.  I’m pathetic, I know. 

As for the good news, well, my parents have heard that one of their rent houses has a huge tree through the roof, but their other houses appear to have only minor damage.  Some shingles gone, lots of trees down, but no visible structural damage.  Granted, that’s from the street view of the houses, so the backs could be worse, but we’re thinking positively.  No word on when they will allow people back into Beaumont.  Still sounds like atleast a week.  Probably longer.

Hooray for hockey!

Wednesday, September 21st, 2005

I got to go to the first home preseason game against the Oilers last night.  It was so great to be back in the AAC watching my boys on the ice!   The rule changes are going to take some getting used to.  And it will be interesting to see if the refs keep it up, consistently calling obstruction.  As it stands now, it’s entirely too many penalties and it breaks up the flow of the game.  But hopefully, as the players get used to the new calls, they will learn what they can and cannot do in this brave new world and the onslaught of penalties will subside a little.

We’ve got some talented prospects as well.  It will be interesting to see who finds a place on the roster and who goes.

The Stars won 6-4 in regulation, but for all preseason games, they are including a shoot-out…just to “showcase” the new part of the game to the fans I guess.  We lost that 2-0.  Turks has some work to do adjusting to this.  Speaking of, he definitely has some kinks to work out.  He was a little rusty last night.  Still made some great saves, but let in some extremely soft goals.

Mo was speeding down the ice, jersey flapping in the wind.  Man was that nice to see him looking more like his old self again!  He even managed to put one in the net.  I’m telling you naysayers, he’s going to have a good season and prove that the debaucle that was the 2003-2004 season was nothing more than a fluke.

Welcome back, boys!  You’ve been sorely missed!

Stars vs Oilers Preseason Opener

Friday night…

Friday, September 16th, 2005

I am home with my dog.  Did a little cleaning, took a nice hot shower, and am now listening to music (yes, I even listened to that cd), browsing the internet, flipping through magazines, and drinking Bacardi Silver Watermelon (wimpy girly drinks, but they taste good), and thoroughly enjoying myself.  I must be old.

Training camp yesterday was so much fun.  Got to see the new players and how they mesh with the rest of the team on the ice.  Not too bad.  I took entirely too many pictures but that’s ok.   I got some great shots of some of the players coming off the ice.  Now if I could just figure out a way to stowaway inside Modano’s hockey bag and go home with him, life would be great.  He’s got lips I could suck on for hours.  Sadly, I’m lacking a few of the requirements to catch his attention.  I’m not blonde (I have been before though…big mistake…never again!).  I’m not skinny.  I have small boobs.  And I have a brain.  Such is life, I suppose.  First preseason game (away) is tomorrow night, but unfortunately won’t be televised here. 

Tomorrow night is also GNO.  Only this one should actually be called Girls Night In.  We’re going over to a friend’s place for dinner, appletinis, and watching Sex in the City.  Which, of course, means that we will end up talking and giggling all evening.  I was relieved to not have to worry about what to wear until, today, this month’s hostess told me we have to dress “fabulously,” like on the show.  It’s like the theme of the night and stuff.  Having only seen the show a handful of times, I’m not sure what that means.  I told her I can’t fit in anything fabulous right now.  I have some fabulous wigs…like drag queen fabulous, but apparently that’s not the same thing.  So the compromise is that I have to atleast wear heels.  Um…ok?  I’m kicking them off as soon as I walk in the door though.

I’ve got the last 2 dvds of the first season of Six Feet Under now.  Think I’ll watch those now.  If the alcohol doesn’t work and insomnia strikes again, I may be back here rambling later. 

Nope, not writing about it.

Wednesday, September 14th, 2005

So I’m taking part of the day off tomorrow to go watch hot hockey men practice.  If that doesn’t get me out of my funk, nothing will.  Although I’m tempted to drink until I pass out tonight, I’d rather wake up in time to make the short drive north-ish for the day’s adventure. 

I’m so excited for the NHL season to start.  That should definitely get me back into the groove of things and out of my on-again-off-again hermit-like tendencies. 

And, as of Sunday, I’ve started back on my Weight Watchers journaling.  I lost 40 pounds and was within 15 pounds of my goal weight over a year ago and was really feeling good about myself.  Since buying the house and reverting to a diet of fast food, I’ve managed to put the majority of it back on.  That sucks.  And pisses me off.  But rather than keep grumbling about none of my clothes fitting anymore, I’ve decided to suck it up and see if I can’t get myself back on track.   I was really good at keeping myself in check at one time, so going to see if I can’t do that again.  If all else fails, I’ll go back to the meetings.  But I’d prefer to save that $40+ a month if possible. 

Tempted to, but no….not talking about it.