The jock strap is ours!

The Blue Team won the women's hockey tournament! The cup is ours!

The victory comes after a hard-fought, fast paced gamed between Blue and White, who had been tied for first place this season. White scored the first two goals in the first period, but Blue rallied and responded with two goals of its own during the second and third periods. As the clock ran down, the teams frothed in anticipation of an overtime battle; however, the ice rink would not allow the extra ice time required to settle the battle in proper form. The Blue team won by default, thanks to their better overall record of 7-4-2.

.... Our trophy is a men's cup. Ya' know, like JOCKSTRAP protect-your-nuts CUP. A white cup, mounted gratiously upon a well-constructed wooden pedistle. There is even a photo album attached to it, so you can take pictures of the Cup's travels with the victors. One woman is already planning to take it on a cruise and drink out of it (which is quite a feat in itself, considering it has "ventilation holes"!!).

The whole family and Steve came to cheer us on. I thought I played my best game ever (which still isn't great) but of course mom had to shoot me down. Way to go, Mom! Grrrr. I actually had I think 2 shots on goal which is huge for me, and a very frustrating whiff or two (or more). My brother is all excited, and so he's planning summer training for me already. I think I will actually try to take some clinic - my stickhandling is more like manhandling and I do think a new smaller stick, with less curve and a smaller blade, would help. Not that I know, but I just feel it's what I need.

Instinct, yo.

Anyway, hope I get a pic of the cup to post on here so you can all see it's glory and prestige.

It was a good day. Got to see Jenna for the first time in a while; we made good plans to do lots of hiking this summer. Gotta plan a certain bachelorette party too. Sopranos was good but I think next week is looking better. My brackets fell apart after the 2nd round, but at least UConn went to the final four. Who cares about basketball anyways when the NHL PLAYOFFS start soon!!

Did I mention my car is broke? Good thing I don't have to drive all 120 miles to and from work everyday still; Focus probably wouldn't make it. It is potentially really expensive... I looked it up and it seems many Focus owners have had the same problem - I've had a creaking noise when I turn the wheel right for about 2 months, but Friday it got much worse and creaks all the time, even when I accelerate or brake and it makes the front end go up or down on the suspension. It also has a constant squeaking noise from the left wheel. It can be a few things: stabelizer bar (they replaced one when I only had 15,000 miles on my car because it was already wearing out! talk about ford quality!), CV joint, the bushing (whatever that is??) or the ball joint... I unfortunately think the squeaking is a strut gone bad, which will be sucky and expensive. I may be able to do the CV or ball joint with Steve but it's still not going to be pretty. Also gonna get a trans fluid change, and then do my own fuel filter/oil change. I can't wait until I have to replace the timing chain...

Bed time boys and girls. I had another freaky dream last night. It was about an older friend of mine, but he was probably around 20 in my dream. He had long hair in a pony tail with a bandana on, and he was with a bunch of his buddies. There were 3 hot chicks hanging off of them that they were obviously gonna hook up with. It was a motel or hotel or something, and I think they were all under the influence of something... remember it was night, and the motel had bright obnoxious-yellow lamps on the outside, the kind that automatically make everything look seedy. I was going to see my friend but realized he was with these people so I tried to leave before he saw me, but they noticed and started harassing me. He was a total jerk and acted like he hated me (we're actually pretty good friends), which hurt my feelings because I think we were dating or something in the dream. It was just a bad uncomfortable mean situation. So I went into the parking lot and they followed me, but there were a bunch of motorcycle guys there that liked me and scared my friend and his little posse. The girls had made me jealous by being with my friend, but then I realized I was way cooler than they were and that my friend was just a burnout loser. Keep in mind this whole dream took place in maybe the early 80s? Even though this friend of mine is really 10 years older, we were both around the same age. Weird time warp to envision. Funny thing is, is that I know I probably would have hated my friend if I knew him when he was 20. Kindof a stupid dream, if you ask me. I'll try to regain control of my dreams tonite and see what happens. ;)