• Fajitalalala


    Made jerk-chicken fajitas tonight! Yay. Sooo good. And enough for lunch and dinner tomorrow, too. Now it’s to the shower to wash off the chlorine (it can’t be good for the skin.)
    Ah, the trials and tribulations of hitting the hot tub. ๐Ÿ˜€

  • Weird


    It’s Tuesday. Or it was, rather. Which means I should have had a lot of junkmail in my snailbox… but I didn’t. Could it be related to skipping Ultimate practice tonight with Darren and Cam to watch the Toronto Maple Leafs play the Ottawa Senators in Game 7? (The Leafs walked all over the Sens.)
    Tomorrow night will be the first in a week where I haven’t actually watched hockey. What to do!?

  • Vancouver eliminated


    ๐Ÿ™ ๐Ÿ™ ๐Ÿ™
    I can’t remember a more tense game. Such incredible highs and low lows — when Matt Cooke scored the tying goal for Vancouver with 5.7 seconds left in the 3rd period, I thought I was going to die. And when Martin Gelinas scored the winning goal for Calgary just 1:25 into overtime, it was like the world stopped rotating and I was watching everything slide by. Kinda like what I imagine being in a car-wreck feels like. Flip, flip, flip, except without a thud at the end. In its place, was a big nothing. I just stared at the screen, not believing what had just happened, even though I saw it perfectly well.
    Ack. Don’t think the sleep thing is going to work very well tonight.