Goodnight Mother Mellon and Papa Civic

In case anyone missed it I went to the game last night. It was a day on the lawn with my friends sitting int he rain and the cold cheering for my boys. The upper respiratory infection I’ve been dealing with for the last month didn’t stop me one bit.

The day started out at 4:45am for me getting up to go in to work for a few hours. Thankfully no disasters kept me at work longer than necessary. Then it was a stop at chipotle picking up food for myself and my friends who went up early to greet the guys after morning skate. Alas when I got there and was going to park the boys had already come out.

So it was down to the lawn to set up camp where we spent the afternoon laying on our blanket having to much nervous energy to nap or do anything other than talk about hockey and our team. It was nice to actually hang with my friends though one of whom has been my best friend since pre-school.

By 4:00p we were back up on the wall that over looks the players parking lot to greet and cheer for the guys as they came in. We cheer for everyone including the WBS black aces. Some Habs fans turn up to heckle the guys but they all take it good naturedly. HILARIOUS the guy doing the major heckling got snippy with everyone but Tanger whom he took a picture of walking in. It seems the Sexhair works on everyone. It was especially shiny and clean looking. :)

5:00pm all the guys have arrived and we’re back on the lawn. The clouds overhead are a bit omnious and the fog is rolling into the lower parts of the city but we’re still cool. 5:30pm not so much the rain starts so it time for ponchos and tarps. My friend seemed to thin that putting a tarp under the blanket and then one over the blanket would keep it dry. Obviously this didn’t work and everything got soaked. My lawn chair was soaked giving me a wet ass for the rest of the night but I’ve come to accept this is the natural state of things when it comes to playoffs on the lawn. You’re either getting a wet ass or a sunburn.

Around 6:30p the festivities start going and I get pissy about the number of Habs fans in attendance. Damn them for stealing my tickets. I tried and tried to get tickets but they bought chunks of seats. Anyways, the Pens people were throwing beand and hats into the crowd. By magic I managed to catch a hat. Really the thing nearly hit me in the face but I got it in my hand which to me constitutes a catch. So my new hat managed to keept the rain off my glasses for the first period as it continued to mist.

I don’t want to talk about the first period so I’m not going to. Save to say I called the officials a number of insults that would make Shakespeare and Shaft and the South Park guys proud.

First intermission we read last years Puck Huffers inspirational story that is full of LOLs aloud.

http://www.puckhuffers.com/2009/05/playoffs-have-ended-war-has-begun.html

Then there was feasting on doritos, funions and lorna doones. We’re classy girls with those snacks right?

The second brought with it lots of hope and things were looking up… then people started to exit the lawn and the arena. I got pissy and needed to be brought back to reality with the saving grace of a diet coke.

Then it was the second intermission with this years inspirational story from the PH ladies…

http://www.puckhuffers.com/2010/05/aftermath-mind-of-max-talbot.html

so with that bit of glorious inspiration we went into the third hopeful and with smiles.

I don’t want to talk about the stupid people leaving the arena and the lawn with 10 mins left in the day They are not worthy of air and I hope Mother Mellon cursed them on their way out. I’m pretty sure they aren’t worthy of air.

So it was back up to the wall to cheer for the guys as they came out. They all appreciated and most signed for people, even the obnoxious ones. Everyone but Max had shaved their beards with Brooks sporting a goatee.

I left the wall at 11:30pm giving Mother Mellon formerly known as Papa Civic for most of my life a hug. My hockey memories of the building are by far my best but I can’t deny that my first was Barbie Icecapades.

Here I am today with no voice feeling like the crypt keeper is knocking on my door but it was all worth it. The beauty of it is we may be done for now but in Aug/Sept. when training camp starts back up we’ll be back only the action will be taking place just across the street.

So what does this mean? Well it means I'll have to find other things to do with my life than watch hockey... oh that's right I could prep for going to AFRICA in less than 4 months!

Oh HI! Tanger est mon petit chou

Oh... I guess you're still here. Sorry about that. I kind of forgot about you. I promise not to let it happen again. Actually that's a lie I have no way of controlling how forgetful / boring I am. If things are going good I generally don't have much to update about so yeah that's for listening to me bitch a moan about crap.

This isn't a bitch and moan session though things are actually pretty good right now. I've taken a step back from some stuff that was way to intense (ie: work stuff). I still have the same job but I've backed off my intensity to which it effects me. This may sound horrible but I'm just not putting as much into it. I still do a kick ass job but I'm not screwing up my own head about it anymore. I like what I do but it's not worth all the pain it was giving me. I guess this would be the more professional way of dealing with it all along. If my life were a show it would be a workplace/medical drama and I'd be the one who just cared to much.

I think things are so good right now thanks to my obsession with the Penguins kicking into gear as we ramp up for playoffs. Now don't think I'm a fair weather fan I've been watching games and keeping track of them since Oct. but with this being the last season at the Mellon and needing a distraction from work they've helped me out a lot. The biggest problem with this is that I'm obviously a little nuts so I can't wear half my clothes because they've lost while I was wearing them. Oh yes I'm this crazy... it's a good crazy right? I'm working on it I promise. I keep telling myself that when an article of clothing gets washed it washes the loss off. Yeah I'm crazy.

Last weekend was a big Pens weekend. My BFF and I went to the free open practice to watch and then got some sweet autographs! My favorite Pens shirt (which I really like to wear the most) I can't now because it's become my signature shirt. Le Sigh. We got hair cuts which was a trauma on its own. I now have way shorter hair. It's not a bad thing just different. This was followed by dinner and a movie with other friends before heading to a hotel we all shared. We made signs which was a lot of fun. I have mine in my room now and can STILL smell the sharpie marker we used to color it in. We got pretty damn high on marker that night. Seriously things were funny when they were just dumb.

The next day was the game which was good even though we lost with .9 seconds left in the Overtime. That's right we lost with not even a whole second on the clock. The guys were all really nice signing for fans when they came out though. It was a beautiful day. I even got to have a little convo about my sign with the player I made it for (Kris Letang. Google him. He is one talented sexy dude.). Then it was off to dinner with other friends which was brilliant fun with some apple to apples playing. I totally won the first game. :)

Today gets an update mostly because I actually have time and energy to do so. Just a regular day with meetings and baby sitting. Tomorrow is back for open practice and then some glorious cheesecake factory dinner. What's up with everyone? I want some comments so let me know what's up with you!

You might not know...

In general most people don't know I'm a hockey fan. Hockey is my winter soccer and the only professional sport I follow. To me Hockey is this game that throws me back into a more primitive state where I love to see someone get slammed into the glass and the joy of winning just takes over. It's this amazing way to let out so much pent up anger and aggression as I cheer for my team.

Thankfully I live near Pittsburgh, PA allowing me to follow the greatness that is Penguins Hockey. I've seen the Pens go up and down in my life and will admit it wasn't till I was in High School that I started to see the beauty of Hockey thanks to minor league games. In general tickets to see the Pens are far to expensive for me. Now that I'm an adult with a job I can say I'll be attending my second Pens game taking my Dad with me for his first Pens game.

So there's this little bit most people don't know about me.

BEDA: Twenty Nine

Sweet baby niblets I'm blogging about a day on the day well not really. I'm talking about last night. I got to babysit last night and as usual it was a blast! I babysit for 9 year old boy with fragile x he's beyond awesome and I love playing games and having fun.

Now comes the time where i gush about my love of Nick shows. I love Drake & Josh and iCarly. I don't care what people think I love. They make me laugh like the 8 year old I am on the inside. I'm not even kidding when I tell you Carly's older brother Spencer would be in my top 10 dream fictional husbands. I wish I was kidding. As for Drake and Josh I have no excuse other than they amuse me. I really do enjoy the shows.

I think my favorite part of yesterday was rocking out dancing around the living room with Jeremy to the iCarly theme. It sounds stupid but it's the little things in life that are so much fun.

BEDA:Thirteen

I can't do this with one Album so I'm going to use my whole library.

Are you male or female:
Suffragette - Nina Gordon
Describe yourself:
Good Enough - Evanescence
How do you feel about yourself?:
I Can Do Better Than That - The Last 5 Years
Describe where you currently live:
Wild World - Cat Stevens
If you could go anywhere, where would you go?:
Holiday From Real - Jack's Mannequin
Your favourite form of transportation:
Get on Your Feet - Gloria Estefan
Your best friend is:
Falling Slowly - Once Movie (Most likely going to be the song for her wedding)
Your favorite colour is:
Blue Tulip - Okkervil River
What's the weather like?:
Asleep on a Sumbeam - Belle & Sebastian
Favorite time of day:
I'll Be Here When You Wake - The Reindeer Section
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called?:
I Need a Life - The Born Ruffins
What is life to you?:
A Comet Appears - The Shins (For the lyrics not so much the title)
What is the best advice you have to give?:
Don't Lose Yourself - Laura Veirs & Saltbreakers
If you could change your name, what would it be?:
Emily - Stephen Fretwell (We had over 5 Emily's in my graduating class)
Your favorite food is:
Warm Panda Cola - The Boy Least Likely To
Thought for the Day:
Meddle - Little Boots (lyrics more than title again)
How would you like to die?:
Better In Time - Leona Lewis (aka: Of old age)
Your soul's present condition:
I'm Still Hurting - The Last 5 Years
The faults you can bear:
The Fear - Lily Allen
Your motto:
I Believe - Spring Awakening

BEDA:Six

I hate having an over abundance of emotion. It's ridicules when commercials make me cry and I get all girly because stress has far to large of a place in my life and I can't cry when I really want to. it's bad but I can't even find the worlds to write about it because I've been keeping a lot locked up for so long. It's easier to deal with life when you keep a part of yourself locked away and to be honest now is not the time for that wall to be breaking down if it could just wait two weeks I'd be happy to let the crocodile tears flow.

I went to Akron to visit my best friend yesterday. It was nice we had pizza (till I made myself sick with it) and watch Skins and Doctor Who. Sadly no new skins till next year and only the specials for Doctor Who this year. Bright side is the next special comes out for Easter. Though I will say I miss the emotional connection the regular companions bring to the mix.

Random: The two cats my parents have are funny. The little old one (lady) bosses around the big younger fluffy one (Mod). Mod was laying on the pillow just infront of me and Lady strolled up and wacked Mod over the head till she moved giving up the pillow.

Song of the Moment: Lullabay - Dixie Chicks
I'm not a country fan but some of the Dixie Chicks stuff doesn't count because it's special and I say so.

BEDA:Three

In case you missed it I love Battlestar Galactica and I have yet to say anything about it ending. I'm pretty gutted that what I consider the best drama on television is gone. Sure I was satisfied with the ending and it was a great show for the five years it's been on. So here I am advocating for people to watch BSG even though it's over.

You should watch Battlestar if:

1. You liked the West Wing
2. You like aviation
3. Space is appealing to you
4. You have interest in Political Issues.
5. Military Drama's are your thing.
6. Family dynamics are something you find interesting.
7. You like hot guys and gals.
8. The bending and breaking of defined gender roles is something you love.
9. You dig sexy robots
10. You're sick of people talking about how awesome it is.
11. You want to know where the best fake swear ever came from.
12. You want to get some of the inside joke in Chuck and Big Bang Theory
13. You want to see some of the Dollhouse cast before they met Whedon (or before they came back to Whedon).
14. You are sick of really bad scifi.
15. You want to see quality acting on tv.


So there you go 15 reasons you should watch.