I hate when this happens.........

Recognize this guy in the specs?  Yup, our boy Kovy.  He was touring the plant where I work at 10:00 this morning.  Was I there?  Noooooooooo.  I was off to another plant on what turned out to be an non-existant emergency.  One of my co-workers was nice enough to get an autograph and snap this pic for me. I'm pissed beyond words. Sigh.  How was your day?

I hate when this happens.........

Recognize this guy in the specs?  Yup, our boy Kovy.  He was touring the plant where I work at 10:00 this morning.  Was I there?  Noooooooooo.  I was off to another plant on what turned out to be an non-existant emergency.  One of my co-workers was nice enough to get an autograph and snap this pic for me. I'm pissed beyond words. Sigh.  How was your day?

Memories.....of the way we were

I'm watching the second period of game five of the 2008 playoffs against Boston on the NHL network.  I'm beside myself.  Price has made some amazing saves.  I missed this game as I was on vacation at the time.  Who could have possibly predicted the mess that would follow in 2009?

I'm going to watch game seven against the Bruins at 10:00 P.M. for one last look at them, then it's time to move on and get with the program, rookie training camp begins tomorrow.

Memories.....of the way we were

I'm watching the second period of game five of the 2008 playoffs against Boston on the NHL network.  I'm beside myself.  Price has made some amazing saves.  I missed this game as I was on vacation at the time.  Who could have possibly predicted the mess that would follow in 2009?

I'm going to watch game seven against the Bruins at 10:00 P.M. for one last look at them, then it's time to move on and get with the program, rookie training camp begins tomorrow.

Dear Bob,

I hope you've enjoyed your summer, I know you were busy in July but I'm sure you found some time to relax. So now it's almost that time of year again. I'm asking you for a favor Bob, you need to throw me a fricken' bone. It doesn't have to be a soup bone (that would be a Koivu or a Kovy) a chicken wing will suffice. Let me explain. I need someone on the team that I like, yes of course if they're wearing the CH I like them all, but someone that I REALLY like. I know it doesn't make hockey sense, but it makes Moey sense. I never warmed to the brothers or the Plekster. They never speak, I don't even know if they have personalities.  It's hard to get attached to door knobs, Bob. A blogging buddy of mine named Robert L wrote a nice piece on Robert Lang. Remember him Bob? Our best player last year, as I recall. Good all round guy too, and he could actually get the K brothers to produce, Bob. Check out my buddies' blog, I'll make it easy for you, here's the link.

http://www.habseyesontheprize.com/

And in case you forget what he looks like:

Isn't that a good idea? I REALLY REALLY liked Robert Lang, I think I might be able to ease up on my Prozac prescription if you sign him for a year and maybe blow out the candles and turn the lights on again at night. And between you and me, this fetal position is really starting to get uncomfortable and the thumb sucking is ruining my manicure.

Just one little chicken wing Bob, that's all I ask.

Sincerley,


Moping  Hoping in Beaconsfield

Dear Bob,

I hope you've enjoyed your summer, I know you were busy in July but I'm sure you found some time to relax. So now it's almost that time of year again. I'm asking you for a favor Bob, you need to throw me a fricken' bone. It doesn't have to be a soup bone (that would be a Koivu or a Kovy) a chicken wing will suffice. Let me explain. I need someone on the team that I like, yes of course if they're wearing the CH I like them all, but someone that I REALLY like. I know it doesn't make hockey sense, but it makes Moey sense. I never warmed to the brothers or the Plekster. They never speak, I don't even know if they have personalities.  It's hard to get attached to door knobs, Bob. A blogging buddy of mine named Robert L wrote a nice piece on Robert Lang. Remember him Bob? Our best player last year, as I recall. Good all round guy too, and he could actually get the K brothers to produce, Bob. Check out my buddies' blog, I'll make it easy for you, here's the link.

http://www.habseyesontheprize.com/

And in case you forget what he looks like:

Isn't that a good idea? I REALLY REALLY liked Robert Lang, I think I might be able to ease up on my Prozac prescription if you sign him for a year and maybe blow out the candles and turn the lights on again at night. And between you and me, this fetal position is really starting to get uncomfortable and the thumb sucking is ruining my manicure.

Just one little chicken wing Bob, that's all I ask.

Sincerley,


Moping  Hoping in Beaconsfield

The man of my dreams?

I had a really strange dream last night. I was standing in an apartment hallway with Guy Carbonneau. He puts his arm around me and says "Moey, we've know each other a long time, is there any chance? Any chance of what, I asked." He says "of you know...." (This is a dream remember, we haven't known each other for a long time). I'm taken aback and say "are you kidding me? You haven't taken me out for a proper date yet, you need to pick up the phone and ask me in advance to go out somewhere." (This is really confusing, because why is he standing dressed in a suit and me in a dress if we haven't been out). He says "not even a kiss? Not a chance I say, you only get the cheek." (Face cheek folks; get your minds out of the gutter). So Guy stomps down the hall in a huff.

I woke up and actually started laughing, where the heck did that come from? Then I remembered reading a blog last night, it's called "Psycho Lady Hockey" and Katrina is the author. Here's the link:

http://psycholadyhockey.blogspot.com


It's entertaining and it's everything you ever wanted to know about puck bunnies but were afraid to ask. So I'm blaming this silly dream on Katrina.

As in life, sometimes dreams aren't fair, why wasn't the dream about Sheldon Souray? But then again, I should be thankful, it could have been Don Cherry.