Likely the only reason hockey was not fun yesterday!


Hockey is fun.

Taking my son to play hockey is fun.

Watching him learn the game is fun.

Even watching him skate back-and-forth over and over again while the coach blasts his whistle way too loud, is fun.

When the kids beside him forgets to bring his hockey helmet, then borrows my phone and calls / texts everyone in his family / that he knows before finding his helmet (in his bag) and then heads onto the ice leaving me to field calls from strangers… is NOT fun.

How do you miss a helmet in a hockey bag?!?

 

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What Is In Your Child’s Hockey Bag?


I’m new to the concept of being a “hockey parent”.

A year ago my son could not even skate, and today he’s in a Learn To Play hockey league and he’s doing just fine, thank you very much.  For a child who doesn’t like to watch hockey, or know much about the sport, he has become the complete opposite of me, who was a diehard hockey fan, but never played the sport.

Growing up in the Great White North, I never really learned to skate and I never played ice hockey as one would expect every Canadian man, woman and child would have.  At all.  No organized hockey, no shiny, I’m not sure if I was even on ice with a stick and puck more than once or twice in my entire life until I turned 20 and decided to help coach a kids ice hockey team (at 5am and 6am on Sunday mornings).

I helped teach the kids to be better hockey players – skill-wise, understanding the game and reminding them to be nice on the ice and not to play dirty or take short-cuts, and they taught me to skate.  I had taken and completed my level-one Coaching Theory Certification for a Canadian Coaching Certification, and I liked the coaching which I did for 6 years until other things came along.

Fast forward to the children, and to my chagrin, my kids never took an interest in the sport so I was off the hook… Until last year.

Now, we happily take him to his practice / game and he loves it. (Although I still can’t get him to watch hockey on TV, or to call he puck a puck and not a ball).

But over the last couple of weeks he’s forgotten things in his hockey bag – neck guard one week, then his hockey pants the following week – so I made him write down the contents of his bag so he won’t forget anything  from now on, and this is what I got:

Top of the page “Hockey”

Underneath the title started the list;

“helmet”

“Jersey”

“Neck g” (guard?!?)

“Chest pad” (Looks like it was a chess pad first)

“Skates”

“Jok” (giggle – Jock)

“Socks”

“elbow p”

“leg Protect” (or shin pads)

“gloves”

“pants”

Nice!

I added the water bottle, towel, skate towel, and pj’s to wear underneath).  I also told him for the umpteenth time that in Grade 3 we had to pick French names for French class, and since my name, Warren, doesn’t really have a cool French name, I wanted “Guy” for Guy Lafleur, but my best friend – a HUGE Canadiens fan – chose Guy so I got Jacques.  Jacques Strappe was name French name for the next 2 years… UGH.

Oh, and he scored last game.  Could not have been more proud!  Of him and for him.

#3

Now I Get It… BONER!!!


My ears perked up upon hearing that a former “star” from the TV sitcom Growing Pains had gone missing. I thought (hoped) it was the yucky kid brother before Brian Bonsell came on to the show – to Kirk Cameron and Tracy Gold, but it turns out I was wrong.

In fact it was Boner!  Remember that guy?!?

Vancouver police continue to work the case of missing “actor” Andrew Koenig – aka Boner – and are holding out hope he will be found safe but said there’s been no activity on Koenig’s cell phone or bank account since he was last seen in south Vancouver on February 16th.

Koenig, 41, who played Boner on the late-’80s sitcom Growing Pains, was reported missing after failing to return home to Venice, Calif., on schedule from his trip to Canada.

Koenig’s father said he began to worry about his son after receiving a note from him Feb. 16 in which he sounded “despondent.”

Despondent?!?  Imagine going through life being known as Boner.  Geez.  I think his character’s real name was Richard Stabone.  sound familiar?  Can anyone verify?

PS.  Vancouver police…

You need dogs. 

If you want to find a “bone” you need a dog.

OR…

If you’re looking for a “boner”, check out a porn site.  LOL.

But I do hope they find him.

What a week – Graduate School assignments and missing colleagues – Shoot me now please!


My last post was over a week ago and it feels like this week took 3 weeks to complete.  Of course, it didn’t help that I was sick this week.  I picked up what has been going through the family.

At work this week, I experienced some unbelievable issues with a colleague who left me as a back-up on his voicemail.  He was on a 2 week vacation overseas – went to visit his family, however his family started calling me 2, 3, even 4 times a day (from overseas) enquiring as to his whereabouts.  Bizarre that he would tell me he was heading over there then not go see them, and also bizarre that they would call me asking if I knew where he was.

I forgot to tuck a GPS into his shoes.

Fearing he might be in harm, I notified all the relevant authorities at the office, only to hear that he had beeb in touch with another colleague to find out the progress on one of his accounts.

Even more bizarre, his mother, suspecting that I knew something but was holding back information, called the Prime Minister’s office and I was ordered to take action and contact his family, which I did.  I explained that I was only his back-up, knew nothing about his plans, nor where he was did not sit well with them.

Not in my job description!!  LOL

Thankfully, he returns tomorrow (Monday) and boy am I going to kick his ass.

 

On the school-side, I had 4 assignments due by this weekend, finished 2, one goes in tomorrow, and I have a presentation tomorrow night that I have not even started… Oops. This group assignment is VERY stressful because we are world’s worst group, everyone is so busy with courses, assignments, work and family. I let them know going into the weekend that I would not be available until after the kids get to bed because of family commitments and tossed up the idea of working on an assignment worth 15% instead of one worth 1%. They met and decided to complete it during the day when they had time, so come the weekend they were eager for me to finish my piece.  They even sent some pretty nasty emails to me through until they realized I had blocked off the weekend to complete my piece and we would be done well in advance of the deadline.

I think they learned that the work done in getting a MBA is as important as the people you meet through networking and completing assignments.

So we finished up, went over it together and got a fantastic review from the Professor already.

 

On Friday we joined Linus on his class trip to the Whitimore Farm. It was a lot of fun. Warm weather, loads of pumpkins, pictures of kids on hay, and a huge long slide on the side of a hill. We took in all the sights then went on this slide, which required all kids under a certain age to be in the lap of parents to ride. I took Linus down it and the second time we got in the tube and layed down and started down very slowly. We got half way down when I heard a noise that sounded like another kid coming down the slide, when WHAM! I was hit hard in the back of my neck/head by the head of some toddler who went down by his self. Instant headache. The slide is like 50 feet long, we were just over half way down and that made it worse.

Needless to say, the kid was crying and his Mom was at the bottom peeking in. I told he what he did, that he should have waited and that is why parents must accompany kids – but she showed no concern to me or to him.  I mentioned to her again that he hit his head very hard on mine, but she took him out, ignored me, and went to try and torpedo some other unsuspecting parent or child.

 

Oh well, back to work. I have a PowerPoint to do!