And game 2 of the conference finals has begun. Game 1 was amazing so we shall see what happens in game 2. So far, I’m not pleased with the fact that we are behind by 1 goal just minutes in.
Hockey, my personal favorite sport, is a fast and physical sport. Tonight, my team, the St. Louis Blues, need to pick up the pace. The San Jose Sharks are fast and are in it to win it tonight! I have to say, as much as I don’t want them to win, they have a good team.
I’ve watched my Blues play all sorts of games and believe me they are consistently reliable. Their team is strong and talented. They are also hungry for a bit of Mr. Stanley, the Stanley Cup that is! My dream and theirs is to hold that which they have never held, that magical title of Stanley Cup Champions. I hope and pray this is their year.
I joke about having the rally squirrel. I say this because of the St. Louis Cardinals having the rally squirrel a few years ago. This year, I have Dexter, my very own squirrel. I’m hoping he’ll bring our Blues some of that fantastic luck to go along with their already amazing talent! So, as I always say, LET’S GO BLUES!!!
Addendum: My Blues lost this game, but watch out San Jose! We will be back and revived for game 3! We will win that one! I know in my bones we will win it!
It’s Game 7 of the NHL playoffs round one, St. Louis Blues vs. Chicago Blackhawks. This is nail biting hockey to say the least! Anyone who enjoys sports, should really watch hockey, in my most humble opinion. It’s fast, furious and only the best sport ever created. I’m not biased at all since my nearly nine year old son plays the game and loves it as much as I do!
I am a really huge fan and have my favorite players. I haven’t yet named my animals after any of the players, but I have thought of it. I can’t tell you just exactly what it is about this game but it is so exciting! I remember years ago when my younger cousin played hockey in St. Louis. He was a great youth player. He had that fighting spirit. He went on to have a career in the army until his untimely death at the very young age of 37. We were very close in our childhood and because of him, I became a Blues fan. Of course, I grew up in Illinois so it would have made sense that I should have been a Blackhawks fan, but, thanks to John and the fact that we never got any of the Hawks home games on TV, I watched the Blues. I didn’t understand the game that much in my youth, but I learned.
Tonight, I am celebrating the win of Game 7 and the win of the series between the Blues and the Blackhawks! Woo Hoo! Yippee! Hoorah! At last! The last three seasons, my team has been knocked out in the first round of the playoffs, unlike our baseball team, the St. Louis Cardinals who have won the World Series many times over. Maybe this is our year. Let’s go Blues! I sure hope so. I know where I’ll be for the games anyway. I’ll be safely ensconced in my recliner watching it and yelling at the TV! What a great game this is!
This evening I reflect on my day before trying to head off to sleep, which I may actually be able to accomplish tonight. I’m so blessed by the happenings of this day. I have had such a splendid day and I wanted to share some of it’s highlights.
First, morning came way too soon, since I got those 2 precious hours of sleep last night, but I was able to have a brief siesta later in the morning for about 45 minutes which helped immensely. My dad and I went on another one of our magical adventures this morning. It’s not that we ever do anything that is out of the ordinary that makes it a magical adventure, it’s just that we get to spend time together which is what makes it so enjoyable. Dad had an errand to run but when he went there, the person he wanted to see was in a meeting so we had to find something to occupy us for a little while so, we went to the cemetery to visit mom’s grave. The grave site is now complete with a beautiful headstone which turned out perfectly.
I know exactly where to find my mom’s grave because I visit there quite frequently. She hasn’t been gone very long and now to see the headstone in place makes it really complete. I know Dad wanted me to see it with him. He had the opportunity to go with my brother the other day but wanted to wait until I was able to go too. He decided that my brother could go on his own. I so love my daddy. He will always be my daddy no matter how old I am. He’s always been my protector.
I have to tell you that it’s very strange to see your parents’ names on a tombstone. I reflected, only to myself, of course, that it must be even stranger to see your own name on one, as I watched my dad say a prayer at mom’s grave today. Their love was one that could never be equaled. My dad would never show that emotion. He is the strongest person I know, but you know how difficult that must be for him to be there, see his love’s name there, know that her body is buried there and see his own name engraved so nicely on that beautiful piece of granite. This was the first time he had been there since mom was buried December 1st.
When he was finished there, he said, “well, let’s go see Mrs. Sharkey’s grave.” I told him, while pointing, “it’s just down this hill and across the road.” So, we trekked on over to her grave where we said another prayer before walking back to the van. She was my babysitter for the first 13 years of my life, but she was far more than that. She was like a grandma to me. In the last couple years of her life, her health was not good. She suffered terribly from emphysema and was on continuous oxygen. We were her family since she had no children and her husband had died many, many years before. I called her Nanan. She was my everything for most of my young life, besides my immediate family. I talked to her everyday, I visited her all the time, even at the nursing home. I even put on shows at the nursing home. I played piano, flute and guitar as well as sang for the residents there while she lived there, because she lived there and I could share my talents with them. I would do anything for her. Thirty-two years later, I still miss her. I can’t believe she’s been gone for that long.
When dad and I were done with our galavanting, I had a lovely lunch with Hubs. It’s so nice to spend an hour undisturbed with the one I love so much. I told him of my escapades with Dad as we shared our lunchtime. We chatted and before we knew it, it was time for him to get back to the grind, as it were. I am so blessed to have such a great husband. He had texted me earlier to ask how I was feeling. My response was, “like having lunch with the cutest boy I know.” Apparently, he knew that I meant him. Good deal! He even paid for lunch! Winner, winner, chicken dinner!
This evening was very busy. I was invited to go to a birthday celebration with some of my old co-workers and I had a blast. I so miss those friends. I wish I could say I miss the job, but I don’t. I do, however, miss my friends. They are such a bunch of fabulous human beings. We were mostly nurses, but there were also a couple of physical therapists and an occupational therapist there as well. My goodness I miss there camaraderie. Just to sit down with so many of them at one time and enjoy a good meal and great conversation and not have to worry about getting out of the office to make visits made it most enjoyable indeed.
The icing on the cake to my great day. you ask? My St. Louis Blues won Game 1 in the first playoff game against the Chicago Blackhawks 1-0!!!! My home is a house divided. Hubs is the best man in the world, but has one flaw. He’s a Hawks fan. We watched on his Chicago channel so I didn’t even get to see who was tonight’s player of the game, but I’m thinking it had to be the goalie, Brian Elliott. He was incredible. But I say this and I should say they were all amazing and Backes made the only goal of the night! Hallelujah! You know that I love my hockey! Poor Hubs. He has to live with me for this whole series. Go Blues. I saw something that describes me perfectly. We all Bleed Blue. Well, I can speak for myself and the Boy and for certain, We both Bleed BLUE!!!! Go Blues!