The Big Oopsa

Today was a really fun day. Weaze and I went snowboarding at Sunshine. There was more snow than I have ever boarded in before. I had a few bails, but nothing spectacular. Loads of fun.

After a nice warm bath and dinner, I capped off the evening with a 2 hours nap in preparation for an 11:15 hockey game. I'm finally awake, and I just finished getting all ready to go. This, alas, leads me to the big oopsa.....hockey is tomorrow night. Shit.

Oh a totally separate note, I'm pretty much finished my Christmas cards now. If you don't get one shortly, let me know, because Canada Post probably sent it Lethbridge (I was going to say Tuktoyaktuk, but I think Lethbridge is more out there). Or I made a mistake (see paragraph above).

I thought I would blog about how it is that I came to sent Christmas cards. On one hand it's completely in character for me (it's kind of dorky, but I embrace my dorkdumb) and on the other hand, pretty out of character (I can't seem to find time, let's see - put together that lamp that I finally bought weeks ago now. I still eat dinner in the dark). So anyway, it all started with that dern stress fracture that wouldn't heal. After I had my first surgery, I found a lot of time on my hands because I couldn't do anything. I was still on crutches at that point, and I got bored after about a day. So I decided the thing to do would be to start a project. I highly recommend it if you find yourself in a similar situation. It was perfect. I really like Christmas cards, so I got to send a bunch, and it took hours and hours. I've been doing it ever since. Now that I've started, I have no intention of giving it up. Like crack.

Elf was on TV the other night, while I was finishing off my Christmas cards. There was one line that I thought was hilarious. These guys are trying think of ideas for children's books. They come up with "a group a asparagus children self conscience about how their pee smells". Funny.

I wonder if there is any hope of me getting to sleep before 2 am. Bollucks.