Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Shake it Out

"And I am done with my graceless heart so tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart"

I couldn't really think of a topic for this post, so a big thanks goes to Florence and the Machine and their amazing, cryptic lyrics. And her voice...just...ugh. If you're not familiar with them, catch up. You're seriously missing out. 

I had lunch with Sandy the other day and she asked me if Tee reads my blog. I quickly said, "God, I hope not." I know some of the stuff I say in here is pretty harsh; this is my place to put my thoughts, concerns, gripes, whatever. It's kind of like my diary. Except that...it's out there for...uh...the whole world. I guess it doesn't bother me because I have no idea who most of you are. And if Tee does read it, I guess he doesn't put too much stock into it. And I'll say it again: I do care about him, in my own semi-heartless way. 

We're taking my parents to an NHL game this weekend, and then we're getting squared away for DC. I recently read that taking a road trip with someone will tell you if you can really stand them or not. I suppose we'll find out! 


We went to the game yesterday, SO much fun! Hockey is an incredible game. One minute they're gliding along beautifully and gracefully, and the next they're beating the crap out of each other. Then when they get hurt they don't whine about it; they just want to get patched up as quickly as possible and get back in. 
So Tee is also a big hockey fan, and we root for different teams. Well, that was the game we went to, at my team's stadium. So, obviously, Tee was in the minority with his attire. My team won, cause they're awesome. Apparently that gave people license to be giant twats. Lord help me, I will never understand why people get so worked up about sports. 

As we were leaving, a couple people yelled at him about how the team sucked. I mean, really? Your team already won, let it go. But when I heard these people yell, I was the first one to say something back; I felt the need to protect him or something. 
But then I was getting really annoyed when he was complaining about the refs screwing his team. My thought was still that the game was done, get over it. What a conundrum.

So this trip could be make or break for us. Either way, you'll be some of the first to know. 

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