A private little war

It was friday night and I rushed off to ST Paul's Hospital to help make sandwiches for out company charity program. I mistimed the crossing of the bridge as it was game night. imagine 200 000 people rushing home to watch game 2. The result? I was in my car for a good 90mins. By the time I got to SPH, the crew had gone. So I went home to watch the Canucks.

Sue hadn't gone to volleyball yet but we had a nice chat about how the week went and how the anixety of the last few week had affected us. We still have much to plan on the new townhouse but she wanted to express to me how she wanted us to grow closer and the she was as willing as I was to improve our relationship. I was really happy to hear that she felt the same way I did.

I had always known that it would take a little time for us to really break down our walls and to remove the baggage in our lives. We've both had some challenging personal hurdles and it will take some more time and effort form both of us to help us move past them.

She gives me much strength and hope and I believe I provide the same for her. I know we're going to do great things together. It won't be a smooth journey but I am glad to have her beside me.

She needed to leave to play a v-ball so I settled in to watch the game.

I struggled between hope and accepting thereality that Dallas was going to win. the canucks had no jump, and were being outplayed. The canucks were not able to capitalize on power plays as they took themselves right off with offsetting penalties. I became increasing frustrated by the Dallas system as they were able to shut the canucks down.

so I found myself wandering off to the giants game. I was texting Paul but that wouldn't cheer me up. Seeing the Wayan Bros as white chicks only mildly cheered me up. Oggling Jessica Alba in her unispired "honey" role did little to soothe the pain of watching turco stop every shot for his first shut out. the Vancouver giants were more entertaining as they routed the seattle Thunderhawks to clinch the second round. I'm sucha a bandwagon fan. so i struggled to finish watching the beating as any dire fan would.... but i tell ya... i was ready to give up and call the series.

Sue came home and we continued our chat. We both felt much better about where we were headed and I'm very proud of her as she's grown so much. She has also kept me grounded about the important things in life.