Pond Hockey

We’ve been immersed in the end of the season, illness, and fundraising for the last big hurrah in hockey, so I apologize for not writing. Lots going on, not to mention the demands of everyday life. It really takes a lot out of you, and dare I say, can make one a little bitter.

We had a great weekend, however, a few days back, and believe it or not, it all centered around hockey. Go figure. Our good friend TG has a great pond up where he lives, and since he’s a farmer and all, he has the means to clear the ice and groom it to the point where it’s fun to skate on. That means one thing: pond hockey.

He sent out a mass email for people to come, and it was an outstanding turnout. There must have been 30 people out there, including about 20 kids. They had a blast. They built a bonfire and roasted hot dogs, and they must have been out there for 3 hours. When I picked up N, his hair was completely matted down and soaked with sweat. You gotta love that.

I, unfortunately, could not partake in the fun because A had practice, of all things. Her team is heading into the state tournament with no games, so the coach was not happy. There was ice available on the weekends to practice, however, so he took it. Not ideal, but I know at least A was excited to get more hockey time. She missed out on the pond hockey, but she wasn’t disappointed because she got to hang with her hockey buddies. Besides, the pond was really an N thing.

I was chauffeur for the day, carting kids back and forth, so that was my version of fun, but it was a nice day in the end, and everyone had fun.

Enough said.

Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Bobolink for the pic.