You know when time is passing when your son takes you to the ice hockey. I had to pay for it mind you, and drive us there, but he said he’d saved up some money to handle the food and drink for us for the night, which made it special. So, just before game time, he treated me to a coke and pepperoni pizza.
Good game though, our own town team, the Westside Warriors took on the visiting Sweden U17’s. Considering they were they playing the a national side, they did bloody well, best I’ve seen them play and won the match 5-3. It was fast, it was rough, it was great. It made Sam’s night when it was announced that both teams would be in the foyer signing autographs. So, we finally left at around 10pm, yeah, on a school night, having queued up and worked his way down the line getting all of them!
Plans for the “big day”, none as such. I think I am going to head off the butcher’s in a bit to grab some tornado steaks, which are tasty little blighters and I think the missus is doing some pasta thing which we like. I can’t justify the price of eating out anymore, not when you can cook stuff a lot nicer at home, better quality too. I think I blogged about this at some point, either that or I’ve got it ready to unleash on the readers in the future…. Probably grab a bottle of the organic Chilean Red which is a fav in our house and then play a round of Cluedo.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. — Mark Twain
20 years ago? 17…. hhmmmm…. A Level’s, meeting the missus and Deep Waters….