Ice Hockey?!

So, while waiting ever so patiently for Jon to take his sweet little time walking up to the front of the school yesterday evening, I saw a flyer for Lawrence Flames, the area's Ice Hockey team. Jon has been playing "street hockey" with his Dad for the past few years, and his Dad has said that he'd like to see Jon play Ice Hockey. So, seeing this flyer, I figured I'd pick it up and show it to Jon to get his input.

After we got home, and somewhat settled, I showed Jon the flyer. He was a little confused by it and asked me what it was for. I told him to read it and as he read it, he started jumping up and down saying that he wanted to join. I had already figured that I would get that type of reaction, but I was hoping he wouldn't be so enthusiastic about it. I told him I'd talk to his Dad and see what his thoughts were on the sport. I know all too well that his Dad will be just as enthusiastic about the sport as Jon is.

Being that Jon was so excited, he showed Pat the flyer and said that he was going to play Ice Hockey. Of course Pat looked at me with the look of "Don't you realize what you are getting yourself into? It's an expensive sport...more expensive then Soccer or Baseball or Basketball, hell even karate." I just smiled and mouthed "If he's lucky he will join." We then dropped the act of reading each others minds about the subject and put Jon to bed.

This morning during breakfast, Jon was super excited. He was bouncing up and down in his chair saying "I'm going to play Ice Hockey! I'm going to play Ice Hockey!!!" I told him to relax as I hadn't spoken with his father about the subject yet. He relaxed...for about 30 minutes. Once we picked up my 2nd boss, Jon immediately said "I'm going to play Ice Hockey!!" Of course my boss gave me the same look that Pat gave me the night before and responded to Jon with a "Oh really?! Cool."

Once I got settled here at work, I quick glanced at their website and held my breath for the fees of registering Jon for the sport of Ice Hockey. $700.00 for registration!?!?! What does that include, an gold hockey stick and diamond encrusted ice skates?!?! I started to search for what the fee includes to find that the uniform is a whole other fee altogether! This sport will be the death of me.

Thinking of Ice Hockey actually reminds me of Kelly who was the goalie of our High School Hockey team. She was the first "girl" goalie on an all boys team. I can only hope that she'll read my post and hopefully help me make the best decision for my son and the thought of him playing Ice Hockey. :o)

Anyone else out there, have or will have a child(ren) (especially their son(s)) play Ice Hockey? Can you give me advice on this? I'd appreciate it greatly, and I'm sure Jon will too!!

Thanks!!!!!

Question of the day...

Why does it have to rain on my food shopping day??

Of course it will only happen to me. I sat down and wrote out my food list last night...for all 3 stores - Sam's, Acme, and Halo Farm. I then figured out how much moolah I would need, and of
course, figured out my plan of carrying out this shopping extravaganza!

Now, it's thundering outside and it started to spit. So the only thing that would add the cherry on top, is for it to pour the exact second Jon and I arrive to Sam's. Or when I'm loading the car from our shopping trip to Sam's. Or when we're arriving at Acme. Or when I'm loading the car from our dealings with Acme. And so forth. Then of course, the second we arrive home, it'll be a monsoon and I won't be able to do a dam thing to get the stuff out of the car. Then my parishables will subsequently go bad and I'll be S.O.L for food!!

Oh well. At least it wasn't raining on Monday or that would have been a great reason for the crazy but serious accident that happened about 5 doors down from me. To watch it all unfold was jaw dropping. Plus, you know how people said that it happened so fast that it was almost going in slow motion? Well, that's exactly what it looked like. It happened so fast, that it took a minute for it to sink in. Of course with in seconds of me calling 911, I heard sirens in the distance and emergency response crews were there with in 2 minutes (if not faster) of me hanging my cell phone up and running to check on the guy in the flipped over truck.

It was very scary to say the least. I was expecting to see alot of blood but there was little to none at all. I seriously thought that the guy was dead until he answered my "ARE YOU OK" screaming question. Of course, the little bit of simpathy that I did have for him, was overwhelmed with the knowledge that he caused this accident because he was going far too fast on the road. The speed limit is 25 mph. He was doing well over the limit! Especially since he was in front of me on Parkway Ave, making the turn onto our street about 2 minutes before the accident and when I was able to turn on to the street, it was already half way to that intersection. I bet he'll deny it though. We'll see......

The 2 hours it took for everything to be done and cleaned up, it felt like forever.



Jon was constantly asking questions about how they were going to get the truck back up on it's wheels and if the guy would be ok. He thought that watching the fire fighters, other emergency personnel and of course the tow trucks, was exciting. He wouldn't stop talking about it all night!

Doesn't beat the fire that we saw over the summer, practically around the corner from our apartment. He was in awe then too...

I'm happy to know that Jon thinks that fire fighters (like his Uncle Bryan), Police men, and hospital staff (EMT's and the like) are Heros. They certainly are.

Ok. Enough of the depressing stuff. Luckily everyone that was involved with the car accident are ok. Or so I've been told. Here's hoping that they are all ok. I'm praying for them...especially the guy in the truck. He lives down the road from me and I used to constantly see him driving down the road to go home, every day.

Although I know he's guilty, I will still pray for him and the girl that was driving the White Corolla....

Wordless Wednesday...

This is from Monday afternoon...on my street...like 5 houses down. I witnessed the whole thing....