Saturday recap - Leafs, Habs and Mr. Moey's birthday.......

It was so windy and cold yesterday, I nipped out to get a few groceries and then spent the afternoon as a couch potato.  (One of my favorite winter pastimes).  I decided to choose something from my Habs memorable games DVD set.  To date, I've only watched the comeback against the Rangers.  I picked the Heritage classic in 2003, I've never seen it and I thought it would put me in the mood for the upcoming Flames/Habs outdoor match in February.  Some of the commentary from the game sounded awfully familiar, "Habs are in 28th place in the league on the PP, their centers are too small, they have trouble scoring five on five."   Souray was back in the lineup after having major wrist surgery, I guess he still hadn't perfected his laser from the point.  It was nice to see a young and healthy Markov.  On the Markov front, the Canadiens have not made an official announcement yet on his injury status.  I know RDS and Tony Marinaro report he's gone for the season, but I'll wait until I hear it from the horse's mouth.  Maybe it's not as bad as people are making out. *fingers crossed*

It was also Mr. Moey's birthday,  I had my birthday dinner at the Ritz in Grand Cayman, Mr. Moey got pizza and the Leafs.  I think that sounds like a fair trade, no?  In all seriousness, I'll be taking him to his favorite restaurant sometime in the next month or so. We've been going here for years and it's always good.  I highly recommend it.

http://www.restaurantlegourmand.ca/index.php


I ordered the pizza for 8:00 PM, Mr. Moey lit the fire and we opened a bottle of Liberty School Syrah.
The Habs paid a nice tribute to Pat Burns at the beginning and a shout out to the crowd who managed to maintain a moment of silence, it was an impressive show of respect. Beating the Leafs on a Saturday night always feels satisfying, shutting them out was even better.  Carey Price is off the charts good.

Although Mr. Moey's birthday was kind of low key, he did get a present from the furkids.  (I've ordered something for him online and it hasn't arrived yet).

I had bought myself a pair of crocs at the dollar store in the summer, our backyard was in shambles and they were the perfect shoe for wearing in muck and rocks.  You just hose them down at the end of the day.  Mr. Moey thought they were a good idea, but thought they were just for women.  My pair are a bright fuchsia.  Don't be silly I told him, if they're good enough for this guy, they're good enough for you.

The hard part was finding them, not every store stocks them.  Of course, these aren't from the dollar store, they're the real deal.

Mr. Moey's manly crocks



The furkids have a sense of humor, check out the card they gave him, sadly there were four of them when they bought it.   R.I.P Tara.

A laid back but enjoyable birthday for Mr. Moey, capped by shutting out the Leafs on home ice.  Now I'm nervously eagerly looking forward to tomorrow night's sequel Rocky Flyers II.

Saturday recap - Leafs, Habs and Mr. Moey's birthday.......

It was so windy and cold yesterday, I nipped out to get a few groceries and then spent the afternoon as a couch potato.  (One of my favorite winter pastimes).  I decided to choose something from my Habs memorable games DVD set.  To date, I've only watched the comeback against the Rangers.  I picked the Heritage classic in 2003, I've never seen it and I thought it would put me in the mood for the upcoming Flames/Habs outdoor match in February.  Some of the commentary from the game sounded awfully familiar, "Habs are in 28th place in the league on the PP, their centers are too small, they have trouble scoring five on five."   Souray was back in the lineup after having major wrist surgery, I guess he still hadn't perfected his laser from the point.  It was nice to see a young and healthy Markov.  On the Markov front, the Canadiens have not made an official announcement yet on his injury status.  I know RDS and Tony Marinaro report he's gone for the season, but I'll wait until I hear it from the horse's mouth.  Maybe it's not as bad as people are making out. *fingers crossed*

It was also Mr. Moey's birthday,  I had my birthday dinner at the Ritz in Grand Cayman, Mr. Moey got pizza and the Leafs.  I think that sounds like a fair trade, no?  In all seriousness, I'll be taking him to his favorite restaurant sometime in the next month or so. We've been going here for years and it's always good.  I highly recommend it.

http://www.restaurantlegourmand.ca/index.php


I ordered the pizza for 8:00 PM, Mr. Moey lit the fire and we opened a bottle of Liberty School Syrah.
The Habs paid a nice tribute to Pat Burns at the beginning and a shout out to the crowd who managed to maintain a moment of silence, it was an impressive show of respect. Beating the Leafs on a Saturday night always feels satisfying, shutting them out was even better.  Carey Price is off the charts good.

Although Mr. Moey's birthday was kind of low key, he did get a present from the furkids.  (I've ordered something for him online and it hasn't arrived yet).

I had bought myself a pair of crocs at the dollar store in the summer, our backyard was in shambles and they were the perfect shoe for wearing in muck and rocks.  You just hose them down at the end of the day.  Mr. Moey thought they were a good idea, but thought they were just for women.  My pair are a bright fuchsia.  Don't be silly I told him, if they're good enough for this guy, they're good enough for you.

The hard part was finding them, not every store stocks them.  Of course, these aren't from the dollar store, they're the real deal.

Mr. Moey's manly crocks



The furkids have a sense of humor, check out the card they gave him, sadly there were four of them when they bought it.   R.I.P Tara.

A laid back but enjoyable birthday for Mr. Moey, capped by shutting out the Leafs on home ice.  Now I'm nervously eagerly looking forward to tomorrow night's sequel Rocky Flyers II.

You can't win 'em all..........

Unfortunately.  But the boys can redeem themselves, and I'm not talking about beating the Leafs this Saturday night.  The Leaf's are just nuisance value, there is no true rivalry there in a hockey sense, it's more of a Montreal rocks Toronto sucks as a city kind of thing.  Once in a while you have to show the Leaf fans some mercy and toss the poor deluded souls a bone.   While they scurry like roaches to plan the parade, we'll be busy getting ready to beat teams that actually matter, like Philadelphia on Monday night. I've given it a lot of thought and I'm leaning heavily towards this game plan for the filthy Flyers.

You can't win 'em all..........

Unfortunately.  But the boys can redeem themselves, and I'm not talking about beating the Leafs this Saturday night.  The Leaf's are just nuisance value, there is no true rivalry there in a hockey sense, it's more of a Montreal rocks Toronto sucks as a city kind of thing.  Once in a while you have to show the Leaf fans some mercy and toss the poor deluded souls a bone.   While they scurry like roaches to plan the parade, we'll be busy getting ready to beat teams that actually matter, like Philadelphia on Monday night. I've given it a lot of thought and I'm leaning heavily towards this game plan for the filthy Flyers.

Carey Price is......

the Mikhail Baryshnikov of hockey.

I've always been in love with the ballet.  To have seen Mikhail in his prime would have been a dream come true, but watching Carey Price in nets is becoming a close second.

Carey Price is......

the Mikhail Baryshnikov of hockey.

I've always been in love with the ballet.  To have seen Mikhail in his prime would have been a dream come true, but watching Carey Price in nets is becoming a close second.

R.I.P Tara July 1994 - Nov.14, 2010

Rainbow Bridge

Yesterday was a sad afternoon at chez Moey's, we had to put one of our cats to sleep.  She was originally my mum's cat but when my mum moved to a senior's home in 2007, Tara came to live with us.  At first she was a very shy and introverted kitty but when she started living with my other two terrors she came into her own.  She became very sociable and outgoing, and she loved people food.  Mr. Moey usually eats around 8:00 PM and Tara always made sure she was sitting right at his feet to wait for some goodies.  Pork and fish were her favorites and she never met a piece of bacon she didn't like.

Sleep well, sweetie.  You were such a good girl and we will miss you.  You can now keep mum company again, sitting in your favorite spot on her lap.