Waiting for Edouard

As if Houston summers aren't fun enough with the $500 electric bills and heat stroke, we also get hurricanes. This one doesn't look to be too big a deal. I filled up some water bottles and margarita pitchers (all four of them) and bought some Dos Equis for when the water runs out. ;) I'm all set for whatever comes our way.

Anyway, I never did recap yesterday's game. But this should sum it up pretty well... before yesterday, I couldn't tell you the last time I went to sleep with a smile on my face. I went to sleep with a smile on my face last night. And not just because I was tuned into one of my favorite guilty pleasure movies (Robin Hood: Men in Tights... I know, but it's a Cary Elwes thing).

It was just plain fun last night. Not the Festival of Intimidation that it was my first week. I did more than one thing well, I tried to hustle when I was sure what direction to hustle in, and I got a shot on goal from a really pretty pass my center sent me in the slot. I even blocked a clearing shot in our offensive zone. Some would call it just being in the way, but they can suck it. :)

I'm still amazed by how nice and patient and encouraging everyone is. The littlest thing done right, the smallest successes are cheered. Of course, my cynical nature doesn't know what to do with that on a rational level, but I appreciate it none the less. Fortunately, Coach Stalin gives me the straight dope.

It was a big game for her, as well, as she switched to playing D, which I've been telling her is her calling in hockey. She's a mean little defenseman, which is great since she's on my team. I laughed about Reitzy's autograph on her stick giving her special hockey powers, but I swear, she's a different player since he signed it.

We played 3 periods, practiced for a bit, and then played another 15 minutes to run out our ice time. Next week is a full stop time game like the first game and my parents are going to be in town so I'll have an audience. Yak! Of course, it's nearly impossible to tell who I am out there. In fact, I think there are two of us on the green team wearing #6. All my gear is black, except my socks, which are red. I guess that will have to be the cue. The one in red socks who's behind the play. Pfft!

Anyway, it's 3 a.m. and I've been writing this post the entire length of that movie Body Heat. Apparently it's some kind of theme night on HDNet because there have been lots of women killing men, including The Last Seduction, in which the guy leaves to play hockey. So, you know. Hockey. Cool.

I think that's enough for tonight. Been up so long, I'm hungry again.