While I've never been a Devils fan, I actually feel bad for you guys. It seems unbelievable to lose that many in a row. My Avs stunk last year, so I totally get feeling a sports low. Heck, until this fall, we haven't had much to cheer about in Denver for awhile. At least on the pro level. Heck, CU stinks too. Ebbs and tides, and then things turn around. I can't imagine Marty Brodeur staying content in the locker room. It's a long season.
I'm watching our game now. D16 and I got home from her cheer activity at the high school. It was the last home volleyball match, which made me happy. I got to see the last of friends who played with D19. It seems unreal that she was there 2 years ago. But anyway, it was fun to see them and watch the match. I've really missed it so much.
I probably miss it more because it's parents weekend at D19's college. My parents and Mr. W. are there, and they get to watch some volleyball and for them to raise the NCAA Elite 8 banner on Saturday. I wish I were there.
BA, I think I might have to give you a run for your money in the stalking. Strange Stuff (formerly Sweet Stuff) is trying to get me to go out with him again. It's been more than a month, and here I thought I was in the clear. I'm just going to be a bitch and see what happens. With my luck, he's turned on by biatches.
Ok, back to put laundry in the dryer and hit the sack. I'm beat.
Betsey
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
