A Post For Meghann

This one’s for you, Megs.

The score of the hockey game last night was Vancouver 4, Colorado 3. Take that. (But if I’m being honest, your team outplayed mine most of the game. Alex Auld, our goalie, was our savior*.)

And your new layout looks bee-yoo-ti-ful.

*Apparently you can spell it savior or saviour. Neither one looks right to me.



Thanks to Carly for posting her MASH results so that I could relive my younger years. What little girl never played MASH? I used to LOVE playing this. So now, as an adult, I played again and was mostly pleased with the results…

Your husband’s name is Marcus Naslund and you have 3 children. You’re a bookstore owner who drives to work every day in a pink Ford Focus.

It’s truly a wonderful life when you consider the countless romantic nights you have spent with Marcus Naslund in your shack in Vancouver.

I like to think that we live in a shack because we spend all the money Marcus makes from being a pro hockey player on buying me lavish gifts. Oh, Marcus.


Ah, hockey is back! So right at 7:30, Derek and I settle onto the couch to watch the game. We’re hyped and ready for the lights to dim in the stadium, the music to cue up, and for the players to skate onto the ice amidst thunderous applause.

We waited. And we waited. The Maple Leafs/Senators gave has run into overtime. TSN split screens the two games- so we see the puck drop for the Vancouver game. And then… back to the other game. That nobody in the West cares a rats ass about. And we wait. And we wait. And a referee gets injured and instead of switching to the Vancouver game while we’re waiting for action to resume on the Leafs/Sens game, they show the refs huddling around their injured comrade.

We missed almost the first seven minutes of playtime on the first game of the season after a year of lockout. Derek was beyond furious. He was screaming at the tv and then came over to the computer and pounded out a nasty letter to TSN that I immediately made him delete without sending because really, calling TSN a bunch of fucking cocksuckers isn’t going to get quite the reaction I think he was looking for. Not that there was much they could have done anyway.

It took a few minutes for him to lighten up and get back into it but by the time the second period rolled around, we were ready to go again. And Ohlund scores! Yeah! I jumped off the couch and cheered and scared the bejeezus out of the cat. The Naslund scores on a breakaway! Rock on! Then boooooo, Phoenix scores. And nineteen seconds later, Naslund scores again! Woohoo!

Saprykin for Phoenix. NO! But it’s not enough and the Canucks win their first official game!

And that was a lot of explanation points. I’m excited, what can I say?