Went to a hockey game on Saturday with some dear friends to celebrate Dave's birthday. It was gnarly (sp?) - wow - wouldn't want one of my little pickles playing that awful sport...
I used to play a little piddly bit of field hockey when I was a kid but it was entirely too much running and huffing and puffing... Plus, when that hockey ball goes airbourne, people lose teeth. I'm not kidding, rival school hockey games were brutal, AND the girls aren't petite either. Hefty chicks played hockey. Thinking back, I had to wear a navy blue pleated skirt which barely covered my navy knickers and these long, bulky socks to my knees. I can't believe they made us wear such clothing - and at catholic school, too... My gym teacher figured out quite quickly that I lacked the commitment to the game, let alone the girth, and left me to play netball (which I loved).
Anyway, we ended up at Moonstruck Chocolate Cafe for some dessert because Papa Hydn's was overflowing. i was a bit disappointed that there were only chocolate desserts at the chocolate cafe... What gives??? Probably Jesus was looking out for me because guess what?... I BUSTED out of my jeans on Saturday... Yep, I did. It was a sad, sad day in my house. Terribly sad. My jeans are in the bin-o-shame now, awaiting Trash Day Thursday. They are no longer my friend (or is that friends?).
Well, listen, all that said - I hope you have a fabulous week. Smile, because it's all good- yeah?
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