I’m afraid I’m promoting unhealthy activities. Like reading romance novels. Now B.Hateress is reading this book. I stopped by her cube yesterday to drop it off, and in muted undertones she described to me how she’d found several other hockey romances at Amazon.com, some of which had very questionable covers. We’ve decided to pick up [...]
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Hockey hack of the day: $15 drying rack from Bed, Bath, & Beyond. Works great, and you’ll smell like roses at practice. I’m so hungry I feel compelled to write about it in my blog. I have a photoshoot tomorrow, and to keep my gut in check I’ve eaten nothing but a Luna bar today. Ok, I broke down and ate some goldfish crackers too. “Why so serious today?” Jackie asked me while I was on [...] “Do you think they’d notice if you snapped some pictures?” “They might,” Jane laughed. “They didn’t seem as dumb as you’d expect.” “Bummer. I wouldn’t mind seeing some naked hockey players.” - Rachel Gibson, See Jane Score I hate romance novels. I have no idea why I’m reading one. In fact, I’ve only read one, [...] Saturday I was up at Rancho Murieta again in my second attempt to schmooze my skeptical partner Penny into jumping some fences and winning some ribbons. It’s only been a month since we’ve been up at Murieta, but already the fields have turned gold and brown, there’s a dry, dusty wind, and the sun is [...] I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of you That I almost believe that they’re real I’ve been living so long with my pictures of you That I almost believe that the pictures are All I can feel If only I’d thought of the right words I could have held on to your [...] “Your boys pulled it off,” a friend messaged me today. And indeed they did. I was sitting on my favorite Sharks fan’s horse, walking him during our cooldown, when she yelled from the open door of her SUV, “Sharks are up 2-0!” I screamed “All right!” from Penny’s back. Good thing Penny is a Sharks [...] And when the icy, magical winter turns to spring, what memories will remain but the damp cement in a lonely rink? If I had to go back again, I’d do it all the same, except maybe this time I wouldn’t fall in front of everyone when trying to turn around on newly sharpened skates. [...] I finally got my wireless network set up at home (for myself and my single, lonely laptop), so now I never have to leave my bed. I can be just like Colin Craven in The Secret Garden, ten years old but screaming and whining about the hump in my back and how I can’t get [...] “You think the Sharks are gonna blow it?” Paul asked me from inside the equipment room. I ripped my shinguards off. “I think they just might,” I answered, disappointed. But I’m not as hard on them as the real fanatics, I guess. There’s a little part of me that empathizes sorely with the wasting of [...] |
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