Chapter 8

The Suburban House Wife Hockey Chronicles
Chapter 8
Friday, January 15, 2010
Song of the week: Back in the Saddle by Aerosmith

Pre-game:

My New Year’s resolution is to step away from the boards. I have given myself until March 26th (our last day).

I didn’t get around to sizing and taping Buzz, so I will have to settle for Woody this one last time. I have managed to safety pin my new name band to my jersey. I don’t sew. (This is probably something I should have mentioned to Andrew before he married me). I also did not get my skates sharpened which might be a problem. Actually, I have no idea when I need a sharpening or what difference it will make. I have asked my little hockey player and he said “you know you need a sharpening when you have trouble stopping and you can’t find your edge”. If I go on that advice I will have to get a sharpening every Friday!

Post-Game:
Well it was fun to be re-acquainted with the ice. The feel and the taste of it. I had forgotten how it tasted when you did a face plant and little ice chips landed in your nose and mouth and how it felt on my wrist, elbow and shoulder as you landed on it. How it has no give. In two weeks I had forgotten how to fall. I was quite the pro before Christmas, but I guess I needed more time under my belt to maintain the skill. Instead of a stick for Christmas I should have asked for one of those skate chairs little kids use to hold themselves up.

When I got on the ice coach came over, seeing I had a new name band he asked me if I got a divorce over the holiday. NICE HUH? I told him my family said I was to use my maiden name until I could skate backwards. Sad that my family had disowned me so causally, he tried right there to teach me to skate backwards...he lasted about a minute and felt my family had a point.

Drills today were mostly review, T-pushes, stick handling, skating forward, gathering speed then turning to skate backwards with and without a puck. Half way through this particular drill, as I picking myself off the ice, I noticed my son plus a few friends were enjoying themselves at my expense. Not only was he having a belly laugh but the little rug rat was taking video. I’d share it with you but it actually looks like a still photo. The only way you can tell it is a video is by the other players moving around me. I can’t wait until March 26th.

There’s nothing interesting to report about the scrimmage by now you know how it ends. RED TEAM WINS AGAIN.

Thoughts:
1. The Little Terrier didn’t make it today. She’s still on the sofa sleeping off Christmas I guess.
2. I’ve noticed I have started scheduling things dangerously close to my hockey time. At first I thought this was an accidental occurrence but I think there is more to it.
3. I am constantly looking for activities to do with the Little Scottish Terrier which I might be better skilled. So I have invited her to go skiing with me this weekend in Sugarloaf. It should be good for a few laughs since the last time she went skiing she broke her A@#!! Tee Hee.

Cheers!
The Pylon