Seven Quick Takes No. 114: My hockey team loves me!
I.
My hockey team loves me, guys.
II.
We were in Pittsburgh all weekend--my godson graduated from high school last weekend and the party was on Saturday.
My godson is standing next to me--blue shirt.
How in the world he's this old already is beyond me. I mean, at my high school graduation party, he was a toddler!
Cue Sunrise, Sunset....
III.
Anyway, on Sunday, I spent time with my Aunt Judy and Uncle Frank, and their son, Justin, and his wife and their two boys. I had never met their boys before so I was totally eating up the cuteness.
I mean, seriously, look at those eyes!
Rex, the oldest, was a bit reluctant to talk to strangers. But he warmed up to us.
And there was also...Primantis. Yeah.
So, seeing my Dad's sister, her husband, and my cousin and his wife and kids, and eating delicious food, all made for a pretty great day.
And the hockey game hadn't even started yet.
IV.
One of the nice things about having a big family is that you have people to eat the leftovers. So dinner was at Aunt Patty's, where we ate party leftovers, I swam with the kids (barring my inability to "properly" swim), and then we Waited for the Game.
This child is my cousin Justin. He just finished first grade, and yet he was shockingly unaware of the Rules of Hockey--especially Stanley Cup Final Hockey.
Rule No. 1: When the game starts, you pick a seat. And you stay in it the whole game. No exceptions. His seat was my lap.
Rule No. 2: They are "periods" not quarters, and they are 20 minutes long. There are three of them.
Rule No. 3: In the intermission, you can leave Said Seat, but you must return to Said Seat when the next period begins.
Rule No. 4: You will yell at the TV.
Me: mumbling things at the TV and the players.
Justin: Emily, they can't hear you!
Rule No. 5: The only time you can leave your seat during play is when your seat is about to leap up and celebrate victory--she will be afraid of tossing you into the coffee table. We don't want to go to the ER. When victory occurs, she will then lift you up into the air and squeal a lot.
After victory, the photo.
V.
My sister and my dad then went to Dick's, which opened after the game, and scored many Victory T-shirts and Other Things.
Yes! Mel was here, too! She came up from Houston to party with us. :)
So we rejoiced in victory.
VI.
And then we spent the next day at Kennywood, our favorite amusement park. I had time to do some sketching, had Rita's gelato, ate excellent food, and rode fun rides.
Dad and I on the log jammer, wearing our Victory Apparel. (Well, I am. Dad is wearing a shirt from the last Cup run.)