Wow, sorry this is late again, but time gets away from me.* This week’s word is sports. Yes, it’s been a sports-filled week around here. With the Stanley Cup Playoffs starting this past week, I can say that I’ve been pretty much camped out in front of a TV with beer. As of today, the Washington Capitals have tied up their series with the Boston Bruins at one game a piece, despite appalling reffing. (On both sides and throughout the first rounds – but that’s a post for another day.)
Wednesday was the start of playoffs, but the Caps didn’t play until Thursday night, where we lost 0-1, in overtime. We had a rookie goalie in the net who was playing like he had ice in his veins. So a loss in OT? Not so bad. We didn’t play again until Saturday afternoon and this time won, in double OT, 2-1. Awesome. In between games, I’ve been keeping up with the other games in the league – I’ve got my bracket picked out, and I totally admit to being a homer when it comes to the bracket. 🙂
Friday, Dani asked if I wanted to go to the Washington Nationals game that night. Her friend, E, had free tickets to the game through work. (Thanks E’s work!) While I had things I should have done, of course I went. 🙂 What is surprising to me, is that while baseball is a fairly simple game to understand, I understand hockey a hell of a lot more. The Nats won, couldn’t tell you the score, in extra innings. It seems like my luck with extending games to OT extended to a totally different sport. Sorry!
I’ve never considered myself a sporty kind of girl, but when it comes to hockey, heaven help you if you’re dating me. Hell, I’ve already warned friends (who really didn’t need it) that until our run in the playoffs is done, I won’t be talking about much else.
* I’ll just say this right now, there may not be a One Word post next week. If so, it will be very late. I’ll make up for it the week after, though! It’s a camping weekend and it’ll be hard enough to keep up with the April Photo a Day challenge.
So far, so good. I’ve been diligent about taking pictures and uploading them to Instagram, Twitter, Flickr, and Facebook. Let’s hope that I can keep up the photography momentum!
Sorry for the delayed post! I had a different word for this week, but couldn’t find what I was looking for to photograph, so I went with a back-up.
This week was a difficult one to decide on just one word – but I eventually decided on kitchen. Boring, possibly, but it fits. This week, I’ve spent a hell of a lot of time in the kitchen, determined to cook. Last Sunday I made bread (awesome), I’ve baked, I’ve made breakfasts for the next week, dinners… all in all, I’m becoming a lot more comfortable in the kitchen. A few years ago, you wouldn’t have been able to get me to spend any time in there voluntarily. Hell, in my old place, I probably ate out more than I cooked in my kitchen (which is just a shame).
All this time in the kitchen has definitely been doing one thing: helping me spend less money, though I tend to go to the grocery store more often than I usually do. (Foursquare has a badge for everything else, they should have one for days in a grocery store. I probably hit one 6 out of the last 7 days – in some cases more than once in a day.) Well, maybe my spending has just evened out, because looking at my bank account yesterday was just a sad thing, but it feels like I’m spending less (at least it does when I’m not spending $24 on backfin crab meat, *sigh*).
So much more happened this week: I got to go to the last Caps home game of the season with one of my besties (courtesy of a very generous friend), I went on a mini-photowalk, took on more things at the shop (I’ll be doing finishing of handknit projects), knitting furiously to meet a deadline for sample knitting, and got to watch a thoroughly satisfying Caps game tonight – our last regulation game of the season. Playoffs start next week… while I’m excited, I’m cautious.
Dear Hockey Gods,
Is it too much to ask to get my team to play like they actually want to make it into the playoffs? I love this team, I certainly do, but this crap is driving me insane. We fired a coach that wasn’t reaching the team anymore, I get that – he turned us around when we really needed it and once the team stopped listening, he needed to go. So we bring in a new coach, a former player for us, and… nothing. If anything, we’re still playing with that same lack of interest we had before.
Are we just bored with winning the Southeast? Are we bored with the playoffs? The team members are telling us no, that they want the Stanley Cup more than ever, but they’re not playing like it. We brought in new blood and that just doesn’t seem to have helped at all. The goalie who should have been our #1 is injured and will, most likely, be out for the rest of the season (D brought up this when we were talking the other day: with our history of goalie injuries, perhaps we should look at the conditioning and training program?), we’ve got a defense that doesn’t seem to know what defending the goal/goalie actually means, and we’ve got a captain who just isn’t looking as hot on the ice as he once was. What’s happened?
I know that I still love hockey – and I still love my boys, even if they frustrate me to no end. Two more games and we’ll see if we make the playoffs – then I can start with the countdown to heartbreak. *sigh* So, if you’re out there hockey gods, I’d appreciate it if you’d send us a little help.
I’m not quite sure when the trend to make things became the “in” thing to do, I mean, I’ve been trying things for years. More often than not, I get bored or impatient quickly and drop whatever it is I’m trying to do. Then there are things like knitting, which started off as away to keep busy and became a huge part of my life.
One area I’ve never been able to master to my satisfaction is the kitchen. As long as a recipe is involved, or I’ve made a dish before, I can cook – and I’m not bad at it. I’ve always baked, and have felt comfortable with that skill, except for two things that eluded me: pie crust and bread. Today, I can cross bread off of the list. I have made bread. Bread that is not only edible, but that tastes just as it should.
It seems so simple to just run to the store and grab a loaf – and don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I’m never going to do that again – but when one of my dearest friends started baking bread, I had to give it another shot. My first time making bread was from a mix and was like a rock, both in feel and taste. This time I decided to jump in with both feet and start from scratch. Everything about this was made by hand, as I don’t have a stand mixer anymore, and I was surprised at how it made me feel: calm, relaxed, resourceful, and powerful. It’s a simple wheat bread: dense, but not heavy. Ideal slathered with butter and eaten warm. I believe I’ll try and toast it and have a BLT.
So today I have made bread. It may not be a big deal to most people, but it is to me.