Tired and sore, how are you?

Played a couple of tough games in the last week, then ended up helping my mother-in-law move. Made for a long week/weekend, start to this week. Sitting in training for two whole days just added some serious stiffness to the old legs.

First, my summer team faced a bunch of young punks that, for some unknown reason, are playing in our old-guy league. Write up is on the hockey blog. Then I spent Saturday and Sunday helping with the move. Who knew that one lady, living in one little apartment, could have so much stuff? And why couldn't she live on the first floor? I did discover something that I could write on if I go back for an advanced degree: apparently people had much smaller feet, even as recently as 40-50 years ago in the US. Evidence? The steps leading to her second floor appartment have treads that are about 5-6 inches deep (but normal risers - oh joy!). Try carrying a marble top from a coffee table down something like that, when you can't see your feet, and you'll know why I'm bitching.

My reward was that I got to take my sore back to the rink and play against the best team from last season, who have reconstituted themselves for this season by adding some players. That write up is on the hockey blog too. I really could have done without the genius that was filling in for us getting himself ejected. Made a long night even longer.

Tonight, we continue with moving things. I'm having to ask favors of all sorts of people to get it done. Hopefully it will work itself out in the end. My mother-in-law's newly renovated condo is looking good, so that's hopeful. She has a cool new bar, complete with marble top and kick-ass stained glass chandelier, that I plan to spend some time sitting at in the next few months. I think she owes me that much.

So, sometime later today, when the aches, pains, and backed up email is taken care of, I'll go back to my usual ranting and raving. Politicians are still idiots, people are still ruining the good name of Christianity, and, as soon as the weather cools a little, there will be spaghetti sauce to be made...