Our First Game
Tonight marks my official return to the exciting world of being a well-meaning but not very skilled goalie. 3 months of Physical Therapy, of lifting specific weights, waving this weird wand, using heavy-duty rubber bands, pushing against my therapist and finally, attaching weights to my goalie stick have led to this moment, the moment where I will no doubt do as poorly as I've done in the past.

But I don't care, because I'm out there, ready to rumble. And to watch my boss' boss be tall, then fall and my Very Fun Co-Worker spin, giggle, repeat. And of course, to see the crowds part when Andreatan sets up for her slapshot. It's really like the Red Sea (okay, the Green Sea). And I'm glad it's headed toward Viv tonight, not to me.

Let's go, ladies! Let's kick some ass. Even if out of all of us, only Andrea knows what she's doing. We can spin, fall down, and spin some more, giggling like mad fools all the while. Because in the end, this has to be fun. Otherwise, there's just no point. You may as well go get a voluntary root canal.