I'm finally recovered from monday's hockey clinic. Yes, that's right. I'm now playing ice hockey, full pads, on real ice (as opposed to that fake kind, you know) and I'm acutally not half bad if I do say so myself. Lets get people together for a pick up game!! C'mon I've got the best goalie this side of the Canadian border on my team and his roomate is always in contention for the scoring title. Chickens!
Um. Work rocks, I'm still loving it. The fact that I just got a raise probably helps just a little. They've made me shift manager and well that's cool. We've got a bunch of new people at work, some of whom I've taken to making my new drinking buddies (when I ever get a chance to get around to drinking).
The boy's brother's wedding is rapidly approaching so I'm looking forward to that. I really dig his family and weddings are usually very fun. Well, wait...wedding RECEPTIONS are usually very fun. Acutal weddings: not so much. Maybe I'll skip the whole getting married thing and just have a ginormous reception instead. Seems like it gets right to the good stuff that way.
Thursday September 30th I'll be at the "Girls Night Out" at Stamford's lovely Temple Bar
so hopefully some of you locals will come out to support it. The proceeds go to the American Cancer Society
so even though the cover is steep its for a good cause and you get an awesome goody bag and free drinks (and some yummy pink ribbon cocktails: think cosmo meets strawberry vodka). My girls and I will definitely be out regardless of how early I have to work the next morning. All this talk about Breast Cancer support reminds me. Go donate to Gary
and donate or give them some sort of moral support for their upcoming participation in October's Avon Walk For Breast Cancer
. I know Gary and the sexy ladies at Red Rocks west are hosting a charity dodgeball tournament at Chelsea Piers in the city so you should join a team and go play or sponsor a team. How much fun will that be?!?!
That'll do it for now childrens. Love you all. Sorry I'm not around much, but I promise to write more. I just feel bad boring you with the mundane details of my life which as of late consist of : wake up, make coffee, buy coffee, hang with the boyf, sleep, rinse, repeat.
Oh, I did have a dream that I was visiting California and I ended up at Sabrina's House
and it was pretty awesome. Her parents were out of town and she was having a party and her roof didnt have shingles it had amber stones and her lil sister told everyone to fuck off she was trying to sleep. It was pretty f'n funny.