A wrap-up post (now that we've been back for three days). Well, ya know. I didn't want to rush it. :)
It was annoying to go down to the lobby to hook into the free WiFi, and it just didn't happen after that last post on New Year's Eve day. So here's a wrap-up of the rest of our stay in Ottawa. By the way... have I mentioned it was COLD?!?
When I last wrote, we were headed to brunch and thinking we were going to hit a museum in the afternoon. Plans changed. When we were leaving the hotel, we discovered a bunch of Keeper Boy's teammates were headed to a local park for some shinny (pond hockey). So we got the address and decided we'd head over that way when we were done eating. We went back to Tucker's for brunch. Hubby, Keeper Boy, and J-Mav enjoyed it just as much and Mom, Dad, and I had a few days prior.
Bellies full, we dropped Mom and Dad off at the hotel and headed to the park. When we got there, most of Keeper Boy's teammates were getting ready to leave. It was (shocker) cold outside, and snowing hard, and most of them had been out there for close to two hours at that point. A few stayed, and Keeper Boy played around with them for awhile. Hubby and I put our skates on, too, but we just skated around the perimeter since we didn't have any sticks. I didn't skate too long. While the skates were comfortable once I got them on, it wasn't the most comfortable feeling in the world to shove Frankenfoot into a skate (or get it out for that matter). But, I DID IT. That was a goal in scheduling the surgery for early November. So, while the Rideau Canal wasn't open for skating, I DID skate in Ottawa, albeit very briefly.
Back to the shinny. After a while, Keeper Boy's remaining teammates left and quite a few "locals" had arrived to play pick-up. I'd never seen a stick pile sort in person... only on commercials on TV. It was very cool. Everyone who was there who wanted to play threw their sticks in a pile in the middle of the ice. Then someone randomly picked them up and threw them toward one side of the ice or the other. That's how teams were decided. Of course, you have to know what your stick looks like for this to be effective. I was a little worried about Keeper Boy since he was borrowing a teammate's stick... goalie sticks don't work so well when you're skating out!
Long story short, Keeper Boy had a blast and said that was his favorite part of the week. :)
That night, we went to the All-Star game and cheered on two of Keeper Boy's teammates, one of whom was awarded hardest worker for his team during the game. Very cool. Nothing special for New Year's Eve. We kept forgetting it was a special day. The kids were in bed by 10, much to their chagrin. Mom, Dad, Hubby, and I stayed up and watched the ball drop, wondering how many more years ABC is going to parade Dick Clark out during the New Year's Eve telecast. It's really just getting sad. Please make it stop. We were in bed by 12:05, I think.
The team had its final game on New Years Day. Keeper Boy was in net, and we lost 4-3. It was a game we should not have lost, but we did. I think we were out of contention for advancing before that game was even played, but if not, that cemented it.
That afternoon was a Skills Competition. Very fun event, and our kids did well. Everyone participated. One of our captains won the accuracy competition, so that was very fun.
After the competition, we all went back to the hotel. A bunch of families ended up going out to dinner together at an English pub-type place a short walk from the hotel. It was fun and I got to know some of the other moms a little better. Oh, and have I mentioned that it was cold?!?
Saturday morning, we checked out of the hotel and said goodbye to Mom and Dad as they headed home. We had some shopping to do. We checked out a very cool store called Hockey Life. It was about the size of a Sports Authority, but it was ALL HOCKEY EQUIPMENT! The entire second floor was goalie equipment. It was even better than the place we went in Toronto over the summer!! Keeper Boy got a new blocker as his is falling apart. That sucks since it's less than six months old. We have an email in to the store we bought it from in Toronto... hopefully they will replace it or fix it or refund our money. Anyway, after we wandered around in Hockey Life for a while (they even had Captials stuff!), we checked out the Roots Factory Store down the street and hit McDonalds before hitting the road. It was almost like we were avoiding the L O N G drive home! We finally got on the road around 12:30pm.
No problems at the border and, as expected, we drove through snow (sometimes heavy) through most of New York. But it was all good. We stopped once for a gas/potty break, ignored the tire pressure light when it came on a few times, and stopped for a sit-down dinner in Pennsylvania. We got home around 11pm, unloaded the car, and went to bed. Long day.
Sunday we got everything put away, did mounds of laundry, put away Christmas gifts that were still lying around the living room from before we left, and vegged in front of football. We were hopeful, being as we live below the Mason-Dixon line and all, that it'd be a little warmer here at home. But now... it was so windy, that I think it was just as cold here as it was north of that other border!! Gah!
Yesterday it was back to the grind... work and school. After two weeks off, the boys weren't ready to get up and get going, but they managed.
In summary, Ottawa was an amazing experience for Keeper Boy. I hope he has the opportunity to do it again. I just wish it wasn't so flippin' cold!!
Happy new year!!
So I can wear any shoes I want now. That's not to say that I do. I am wearing flats a lot more (which I'm told is better for the plantar fasciitis issue). Heels still tend to make my foot swell somewhat, although some of them are more comfortable to wear. I'm not sure what the excuse it today, though. I am wearing loafers, but as you can see in the picture, my foot is looking rather sausage-esque today. Can't wait to see what it looks like after I have worn strappy shoes for several hours on Saturday night for a party! It might not be pretty.
