The Calendar Says SPRING

Ever have one of those days where everyone and everything seems to bother you or piss you off? I'm having an entire weekend like that. Poor hubby is taking the brunt of it but not as much as he could be. My parents are staying with us for a week while waiting to close on their house so I have to be somewhat good. What I really want to do is go up into my bedroom, close the door, climb into bed with my computer and book and speak to no one. UGH.

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On another note, here it is spring time along the banks of Lake Ontario...

The spray from the waves has encased the vegetation in ice.

While the sun was shining it was very deceiving, it was cold that day (March 25), only 25 degrees outside. My eye caught the sparkle of the ice as we were driving along the lake shore.



This is my favorite picture with the ice covering the stones making them looking like glass. At least my daffodils are up about 3 inches. The renewal of the Earth can't come soon enough for me. Maybe then I'll come out of my room.

R I T

Saturday night we went to a Atlantic Hockey championship hockey game featuring Rochester Institute of Technology Tigers vs Sacred Heart Pioneers. My sister and I figured out that we've been attending RIT hockey games for at least 38 and maybe 40 years now. My dad is an alumni and as a young teenage girl who wouldn't want to hang around and watch college guys?

Anyways five years ago RIT's hockey program went to Division 1 and success has been tougher.

Over the years the players, coaches, students and fans have changed but one thing has not...

The Corner Crew. This group of students have passed down chants, taunts and cheers through generations. They always sit in the corner of the rink by the opposing goalie. Their goal is to rattle him as much as they can. Both schools had their pep band there and took turns playing tunes. Each time Sacred Heart would finish a song the Corner Crew would chant, "Our band's better than yours!"
Though words and signs they've done it all. Some things never change. Well not true, for years there was a student who would dress up as the grim reaper complete with scythe and pace along the boards but I haven't seen him for several years.

The Ref Hater sat in front of us and boy she lived up to her moniker, she was loud and tough. Thank goodness we were behind her. I would've been so embarrassed if my mom came to a game dressed in that. Thanks mom.

She even had her nails done in neon orange with tiger stripes.

This picture was hard to surreptitiously snap and this was the best I could do.

The last two minutes of the game out came the keys to jingle.

Start the bus!

In the end RIT won 6 -1 and have earned a spot in the NCAA tournament. This is the farthest they've ever gotten and are on a 10 game winning streak. Speaking of streak, years ago in the 70's when streaking was popular we were at a game when a large group of streakers ran around the rink. What was even funnier was my mom try to cover the eyes of us three girls. For me it was my first glimpse of a naked man.

Upon leaving the game I was greeted by a mother of two of my students. One is now in second grade and the other is currently in my kindergarten now. I knew she was RPD but didn't know she was mounted. Her horse's name is Mr. C and I got it straight from the horses mouth he's coming for a visit to our school in May.

It was a good evening.

RIT plays again on Friday but not locally.

Welcome!

Seriously though, my favorite season is spring. A time of rebirth, nature coming to life again after a long cold winter.

While my dogwood tree is still naked right now soon the buds that it set in the fall will bloom.

I Know, I Know

Okay, I know I said I'd never watch American Idol again if Adam Lambert didn't win but I caved and have been tuning in this season. I'm sorry to say it seems to me this is suckiest season ever. There isn't one guy I like, well maybe that Casey guy because he's cute (even though he's blond)as well as modest. But I have found my favorite and I called her the winner the first time I heard her sing. She's nothing to look at but I like the way she sings.

Crystal Bowersox~her voice to me is a combination of Janis Joplin and Carol King with just the right amount of raspiness. She's not a glamour girl but I do wish she'd get rid of the dreadlocks. The judges weren't crazy about her rendition of The Stones classic; You Can't Always Get What You Want which just happens to be my number one favorite song as well as my mantra. If she doesn't win I'll never...

Guess who got a new car??

ME! ME!

Well actually we both did but I'll be the one driving it most of the time.

It's a 2010 Honda Accord EX-L. I love it. Its our first vehicle with leather seats and they're heated! Today we went on a little road trip to a favorite restaurant of ours about 90 miles away. Imagine our surprise and disappointment when we arrived and it was closed. Not closed for the day but permanently.

This beaded heart was made by our oldest son when he was in kindergarten. It has hung from the rear view mirror of every car we've had since. It started in a 1988 white Honda Accord, next a black Chevy Blazer, red Dodge minivan, teal Dodge minivan, red Ford Explorer (I loved that truck), a red Honda CR-V and now our black cherry red Honda Accord. Over the years the beads have faded but I'll never be without it in any vehicle we ever own.