Why when it rains it pours?

Ok.. I realize I don't get on to blog very often, I try to be a good blogger but.. for some reason I just keep having things pop up unexpectedly....like... ummm.. life and crap.

This week is one that I am not sure which it is....life or crap.
I guess maybe just dealing with things on my own just seems to pull me down.

First, I go to go to work the other day and low and behold a low tire... tried to fill it ... won't hold the air... so now I have to put a new tire on the old beast betty.

Second, I forgot that life insurance comes out of the Wolf's account... ooops, that bounced because I forgot to put money in it.

Then, I am at the Wolf's moms house, just ran in for a minute. I go to leave, and as I am pulling out of the drive, I notice a yellow car coming down the road, so I crank the wheel and god help me.... there is a truck parked.... litterally parked in the middle of the road... ooops... again.... yep you got it... I hit it....

So... I go back into mom's ... ask who it belongs to and it is the guy across the road... what I don't understand, he has an empty drive that would hold 4 or 5 cars and he is parked in the road.....
anyway... so, I go and knock on the door. Being the good person that I am to let him know what had happened.
Well Mr. Nasty comes out and is just that nasty.
3 hours later, the police are at my door. Mr. Nasty seems to think that there is more than $1000 damage... but yet it is just a small dent in the front end of his vehicle. Yes, I blew the tail light casing on my van... oops... not a big deal... already priced it out... $34.00... ok .. not a big deal.
Old Betty can give a beating I guess... sigh...

Brat 2 and I finally make it home, the whole time thinking maybe I should just hibernate for the rest of the week for fear of something else creeping up and we encounter Brat 1. She is in a nasty mean mood, and I end up taking the brunt of it... why me... why is that life works like that, alot of bad things happening. I just don't understand....

I held myself together until Brat 1 finally went upstairs... she has no respect for anyone... I have lost faith and hope in her. Once her and her friends left the room. My tears just could not be kept inside...

So, tomorrow, I have to tell Wolf that I beat Old Betty up again... thank god he is in Afghanistan. Although he will probably try to crawl through the computer to yell at me... oh well... maybe I will just crawl into bed and not get out until this is spell is over.

I am tired of it... I need a vacation...
Anyway... time to give in for the night.. maybe tomorrow will be a better day

No time for blogging or logging or anything but work.

Ok.. I know I have been a long time away... well I haven't really been away, just busy, working , working and working some more.
A while back I blogged (well complained - no whined) about how cold the ice rinks are here, particularly the new ones.

Well... let me tell you... since this cold snap...heh.. cold was an understatement. 10 - 13 hours a day in one of these ice boxes causes insanity.

So in my insane wisdom, I waddle into the barn looking like the short version of the michelan man but in black.. sigh.. here goes.

On the top: I have now reverted to wearing winter running bra, undershirt, turtle neck, wool sweater, polar fleece jacket, then my coaching jacket, a pashmina, on top of it all... my fridgidair coat my dad got from the meat packing plant back in the dinosaur ages. On my head of course is my fur hat.
On the bottom: Long underwear, track pants, lined columbia pants and on my feet... sheep skin skate covers (they are so bulky, I do more tripping over them than standing). They make my feet looking like they belong to the saskwatch that live behind my house.

Thats right, I said standing, you see with all the clothing on.. I cannot skate. H E double hockey sticks, I even had to put the seat back in the van just to fit in behind the wheel to drive. Trying to drink my timmies at 6 am has proven to be difficult as well... can't bend my elbows... sigh...

Last night being test day and moi having to partner started taking off the layers so the poor young man could hold on to me during his dance test and by god... I was instantly frozen... ugh...
The young man (age 10) says to me.... ummmm....your are really skinny when you take your clothes off ... UGH!!!!!!!! ok... he made it sound like I was nude... YIKES!!!!!!

So this morning being a short day for me (2 hours in the rink) and such a beautiful sunny day... I get this brain wave... lets go for a hot tub. It is -20 out and I get the urge to hot tub it. So, after the coffee was made (baileys added) my fuzzy faux fur hat on, sun glasses, house coat. Out I venture. It was wonderful, however, my nose (I think) is frost bitten .... whaaaaaa. I am sure I was a sight to see. I just thank the lord no camera's were near by as I am sure brat 1 and 2 would love a photo of the fuzz head sitting in the tub freezing her nose off drinking coffee and baileys... hehehehe....
I am, however, warmed up and ready for an afternoon nap....
So, on that note....see you in my dreams...
Ciao for now!