The Aftermath

Like many others, I am embarassed, and horrified at the Vancouver Riots post Stanley cup loss.

It almost seems redundant expressing it here.

However, I feel it is important enough to note, once more.

Please note however, that those individuals responsible for damage and destruction are NOT Canucks fans. They may wear the jersey, but certainly not not the heart.

So, I hope, that through the power of social media, those responsible will be punished.


On another, more positive note...the Canucks did really well this season, and hopefully next year we will get another crack at the cup.

Hockey Conspiracy

It took everything in me not to crack up laughing.

I am standing behind this guy talking to the cashier at the grocery store.

Of course they are talking hockey-who isn't? Seriously, even if you hate hockey, guaranteed you are talking about hating hockey, as the season drags on.

So the cashier makes a comment about it being dangerous for the Canucks going into game 7, despite home ice advantage.

"You know why it happened like this though right?!" the guy comments.

She gives him a questioning eye, and I can't help but to lean in to listen.

"The league makes more money this way, they stretch the series out because they get millions as each game progresses"

Yes, that's right, the league has decided to make money and that's why we are going to game 7.

It is hardly the first time I have heard of the hockey conspiracy and I can't help but give my head a shake. I think, truly, that people just love a good conspiracy, someone to hate, and hating big companies, big politics, big anything is the best way to exercise our right to 'stick it to the man'.

I left shaking my head. He must believe that the United States staged 9-11 and that walking on the moon was staged too.

Game 5 at Rogers Arena

Edge of my seat

Can hardly watch

The puck goes back and forth

A bad call here

'About time' call there

Those three can make or break our game

The time stretches on

1 OT, then 2

My voice no more, who's gonna score?

Bieksa's bounce

It's the winning play

4 more left till the STANLEY CUP

Round 3 here we come

Anyone else totally stoked that the Canucks defeated Nashville?

We're tempted to jump in the car and drive around with the post-game honkers that drive around town after a win...

Unfortunately 'jumping in the car' is hardly the same with a 4 month old.

So instead we'll stand at the window "Woohooing", but not too loudly because it just sends Jay a screamin'.

(Thankfully) the quest for the Stanley cup continues...

Top of my list

I made a list yesterday.

A list of all the things I wanted to get done before my hubby gets home.

It's amazing how, no matter how reasonable my list feels like for the day, I rarely accomplish every single thing. 

It can be awfully hard to get stuff done though when...

As if on cue, my lil Jay starts crying, now happily playing on her playmat I am going to attempt to finish this...

As I was saying, it can be awfully hard to accomplish anything when you have kids around. Not just because they cry, or even because they need to be changed or fed. Sometimes because I can't help but get wrapped up in the little moments. The little moments I won't ever get back again.

Yesterday she worked tirelessly on rolling over. She has a system, she tucks her feet in and uses the momentum from that action to turn her hips over. Then she plasters her face into the mat and tries to get the rest of her body over. If only she could pull her hand and shoulder out she would have it.

After a few moments of struggling she squawks into the mat and turns back over. Just to do it all over again.

I watch, I try not to get to close, not to break her focus.

When she gets frustrated I desperately want to help, but I don't. I let her do it. I let her master it, I let her struggle.

Just like us, I do believe that children need those opportunities...to try, and try again, and sometimes fail. (I also believe in parents being close at hand though, I know that if this becomes to much for her, that I can swoop her in my arms and comfort her.)

I know that today, like yesterday, she will try to roll. Maybe today will be the day she gets it, maybe not.

Maybe today I will get everything done on my list. Maybe not.

Maybe I should just remind myself that the top of my 'daily do list' always says 'Jay'...



BTW: Anyone else breathing a sigh of relief after a fairly successful first game vs Nashville?

Golf season just hasn't quite started

Anyone else hoarse from last nights game?

We too like to ref from our side of the screen...

Last night I was fighting with my hubby to get him to watch the game initially. In all seriousness I knew he was going to watch it, but he was so disappointed after the last three games that he almost wanted to save himself another night of presumed pain.

Less than 3 minutes in, my faith was certainly restored...

It took my husband to the 3rd period before he was feeling it. Before the excitement was there, the hope...

Then Chicago scored.

This time, I couldn't watch it any longer, I organized the books in our living room and glanced at the TV every time I heard excitement in the announcers voice.

My hubby's eyes were glued.

Then it happened. Of course, I missed the goal initially...I was placing "My Little Wordbook" on the shelf at the time.

I also missed the first replay.

My hubby had scooped me up in a bear hug and I couldn't see the screen.

Then we sat, cheering-this time a little quieter since I had put Jay down just before OT started.

There it was. A moment of glory. Burrow's snagging the puck, the amazing turnover, the shot.

We make a call, my brother, his line is busy. I get off the phone and am met with a short ring, it was my brother. We talk about the game, the shot, the anticipation. Apparently at Boston Pizza you could have heard a pin drop at the beginning of OT, then the restaurant erupted. We could hardly hear him.

After the phone call I marveled. We did it-we finally took the Hawks out. Third time really is the charm.

Yes, I did saw 'we', it's a fair statement. Here in Canada, we take our game VERY seriously. How seriously you ask? Politics has to do some schedule juggling so they aren't competing with our game-that is how serious.

As my hubby and I climbed into bed we could hear the pub game watchers heading home, a steady stream of horn honking filled the air until the last of them made it home.

So today I may be hoarse, but what's really important is that...

The Canucks are back-and we are coming for the Stanley Cup.