Miracle on Ice!

It was a big day at Robert Morris University's Island Sports Center...

 

 

 

It seems that after the Colonial youth league won the championship last week...they couldn't get enough hockey...

 

So they challenged the parents!

 

Fortunately, the powers that be declared that it wouldn't be a kid vs. game, but instead divided the talent into two teams;

 

black shirts vs. white shirts!

 

The excitement was palpable...the crowd, including the very stylish Miss M...

 

 

could not wait to view the carnage!

 

In goal for the black team was the formidable Tyler M...

 

 

 

In goal for the white team was...

 

 

THE OTHER GOALIE!

 

It seemed like an easy victory for the black team...

 

 

 

They drove the white goalie crazy...

 

He dropped to his knees...

 

 

 

 

Was he praying, or merely getting ready to surrender?

 

The white team seemed to be waiting for something, someone..

 

when suddenly the ref seemed to be waving at someone.

 

Who could he be greeting?

 

 

Could it be, or were our eyes playing tricks on us?

 

It seems to be...

 

 

 

Mighty Manfred!

 

It was! 

 

 Mighty Manfred has come out of retirement to aid the floundering white team...

 

He calmly skates out onto the ice...

 

 

Over to the bench where he assures his team mates that 'he got this!'

 

 

And he did!

 

He skates...

 

 

He waits...

 

He intimidates!

 

 

A hush falls over the crowd as he bullies those kids half his age...

 

He's a selfless player, however...and he offers to act as a human Zamboni and dusts off the ice...

 

 

 

And he leads his team mates in a fearless attempt to dominate the ice...

 

During a much needed rest between periods, he graciously greets his fans...

 

 

(AKA a little kid who hung out on the bench and offered to clean the ice off his skates)

 

And back on the ice...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A quick glance down the ice...

 

There he is, the goalie for the black team!

 

 

Tyler the Terror!

 

 

Oh no!

 

 

 

Looking like the handsome little devil that he is,

but what he is not is prepared for the skilled players on the other team...

 

 

Suddenly, he realizes...his worst nightmare is coming to life...

 

 

Oh no!

 

 

The Mighty Manfred, AKA his cousin Tony, scores for the white team!

 

It ended up a tie game, which resulted in a shoot out.

 

To be honest, I don't know who won,

 

I don't know if the teams know...

 

All I know is that at the end of the game,

the fans saw, for possibly the first time ever...

the competing cousins,

 

~Manfred and Manfred~

leaving the ice!

 

 

 

 

Ladies and gentlemen,

it's the dynamic duo of

 Manfred and Manfred!

 

 

 

 After the ice chips settled...

 

 

 Even top notch goalies needs a little help...

What fun!
 

 

 

Top O' the Afternoon...

Locklan, who's mother is very proud of her Irish heritage, is celebrating today...

 

and he asked me to tell you...

it isn't easy being green...

 

 

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

 

 

 

How quickly a month goes...

Locklan, meet your family!

Finally, after a month of interruptions, sickness and bad weather,

Locklan David finally got to meet his great grandmother and the rest of the family...

 

I apologize for the poor quality of the first photo.  I tried to run and snap it at the same time.

It's the occasion that matters,

My mom (83) and her sister, Helen, who is 88, admiring him for the first time!

 

 

They fussed and cuddled and cooed, I think it was love at first sight...

 

I know it was for my mom!

 

 

It's been a long time since we had a baby in the family.

 

Michael and Catherine held him next...

 

 

And then Michael stole him and started singing him silly songs while

Aunt Helen kept an eye on them...

 

 

 Catherine joined in...

 

 

 After everyone had their turn holding him,

Michael grabbed him back for some guy talk...

 

 

I don't know what he said, but it looks like Locklan wasn't buying any of it!

 

Everyone says he looks like Andy when he was a baby...

 

And we all agree...

 

He's a keeper!

 

It was a busy weekend, but it's late, I'm tired.  I'll tell you about it tomorrow.

 

Sweet dreams and God bless,

Jan

 

 

 

 

 

 

Takes my breath away...

Makes my heart sing...

March marches on?

I can't believe we're nearly half way through March.  Other than Michael's birthday,

I've always hated disliked March...

 

I had my reasons...

 

The snow starts to melt and gets dirty.  Every year, I am sure it will stay until my birthday!

 

 

Along with melting snow comes the evidence of  'pooping during a snow storm' in the front yard. 

 

Mr, K thinks that once a day is enough poop scooping and if the snow covers it...

 

So with the melting snow and rising temps

(not to mention a sunny day where I drove with the car windows open and of course

the heated seats on high)...

 

I sent him out with the shovel!

 

 

We still have cold days and I get the urge to become Sally Homemaker. 

 Suzy Homemaker is the hubster!

 

I wander into the kitchen and play with power tools...

 

 

 

and make my own personal (top of the oatmeal box) recipe

 

 

and make...

 

 

 

We never have photos of baked cookies...they don't last that long!

 

 

It's still cold enough in the evening that when you come into the warm house,

fill your belly and kick back the recliner...

 

Well, you KNOW what happens...

 

 

Speaking of resting, yesterday I bought Linda a new bed...

 

 

and the minute I put it down, Winnie claimed it!

 

Of course, I managed to take time to...

 

 

 

(and don't worry, I don't always look like this. 

 I did manage to take time to get my hair cut yesterday)!

 

I've been quilting, thinking about knitting

 

And that's my first 13 days of March...

 

How was yours?

 

(psssst. if your umbrella is open indoors, don't chase a black cat under a ladder today)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Celebrate!

No pictures today, just words.  It's hard to imagine, but on this day, 40 some years ago, my first son, Michael was born.

I was too young to have a child, he was too young to have a young mother.  Somehow, the stars were aligned, the force with us, God blessed us richly.

I'm so proud of the man he has become.  He's handsome, talented, respectful and responsible. 
He's loving, caring and is a wonderful brother to the rest of the kids. 

I'm so proud of all my kids, but like I tell them, Michael must be pretty special since I had him first!

 God bless you, Michael, and may you live a rich and full life and celebrate many more birthdays.

I love you,
Mom

Life ain't fair...

Remember when I told you how much I loved snow?

 

 

How pretty my back yard looked?

 

Remember how I thought this...

 

was funny?

 

Remember how I loved looking out the front window and seeing this???

 

 

And how I thought I was adorable wearing these???

 

 

 

Really, I was pretty okay with that...

 

But then Tony and Noelle went to Clearwater for vacation and sent me this...

 

 

And they saw this...

 

and this...

 

 

And dressed like this...

 

 

To see this...

 

 

 

 

They rented this...

 

 

And went tootin' around town like this...

 

 

They had birds on their heads...

 

 

And ate things with eyes, which according to Tony, stared at him...

 

 

They drank these...

 

 

Here...

 

 

And all the while, we had...

 

 

It even made Locklan think...

 

 

 

If he could talk, he'd be asking,

"Grandma, did Uncle Tony really go to a place where there wasn't any snow"

 

 

It just ain't fair!!!!!

 

 

We're so ready for spring!

 

How about you?