Dreaming...NO

Ok... so the other night in his sleep, Mr. K, started yelling...

YES... YEA...
NO! NO! NO! NO!  <---really fast

What do you think he was thinking about?
I think he thought he was at the hockey game he had finished watching right before bed!  Because I swear he was yelling that same stuff out loud when he was awake. 

Maybe I have my own Sleep Talkin' Man. Who knows?!? 

We're Going to the 'Ship... Wah!

Well, that's right... We're going to the 'ship!  Wha!  We going to the ship! 

Haven't you seen Hardball?  If not, please watch it!  Great movie, but that's what they sing... and it means they are going to the Champion ship game! 

Mike's team - The Cathedral Chatard Park Tudor Hockey Club (combined 3 schools this year) - is going to the State Championship game this weekend!  Woot Woot! Can you tell I'm excited?  As you can see from the above picture, I do kinda have a kid on the team!

We are super excited!  Mike has been in the State Championship game with 'a' team 8 out of the last 9 years he's been coaching!  Can you believe that?!?  Woah.  Last year was the only time they didn't make it! He usually does good on his promise to get them there!  And I say 'a' team because he's coached the Arctic Blast, the Racers, the Jr. Ice, and Cathedral Chatard all since I met him 6 years ago... I'm probably missing someone in there too!

But here we are (again)!  The game is this Saturday and while they are playing their hearts out on one rink, I'll be teaching on the other... oh the life of a skating family! 

Just a big good luck to the CCPTHC this weekend!  The Kellermeyer's are wishing you the best! 

Complaining

Do you ever feel like all you hear are complaints?!  I do. 

And I'm sure Mr. K feels the same way. 
I'm constantly on him to put his shoes away, hang his keys up, pick up the dog poo (which he did for the 1st time since we've been in our house - I usually do it), etc... I'm working on it...

Recently (Monday) I rearranged our bedroom and I think I love it and Mr. K thinks he hates it!  All I hear about is how he can't sleep when I get up because the lights bother him and he doesn't like things in front of the window and we need more lighting and you name it, he's said it.

All I have to say is I probably agree with him on most of these things...
But I'm pretty sure the lights didn't bother him this morning as he was
SAWING LOGS and SNORING like I've never heard before! 

I'm guessing it was fine last night, but I guess I have to wait until I get home tonight to see if he has complaints again tonight.  :)

Two's a Streak

This weekend Mike had some hockey games. 

One my sister and I went to...
They won 7-5 (I think) and I honestly can't remember the last time they won so it was a big deal. 
Lots of crazy calls. Very rough game.  Mike got a penalty.
This really bothers me when he gets penalties because they are usually because he's lost his temper at the ref who he clearly knows more about hockey than.  This time he "apparently" just said "you've got to be kidding me" and was given it. 

Mike lost sleep over this win.  He was so pumped over it that he just kept tossing and turning all night.  I think when he did sleep, he probably fist pumped like they do in the Capitals Locker room when they win.  He's now addicted to fist pumping. 

The second game I stayed home for.  I hate Sunday morning hockey games.  Yes, they make us get up and get out of bed, but we are usually up and out of bed anyways.  It just means that I can't relax on Sundays then.  So... I stayed home.  When Mike finally came home, all I heard was "Two's a Streak BABY!!!"  What and who did I marry?  And then came the fist pumps...

Apparently they all love it.  So, his team won 2 games this weekend, 4 points total, and got to fist pump. 

Successful Hockey Weekend! 

Now, if they win another one, we are hosting a pizza party for them?!?!  Yea, this was all Mike's idea.  I hope they win, but I am not sure what I'll do with 20 hockey boys in my house at one time!  AHHHH!!!

Lets Make a Deal

Most of you know that I'm a bit younger than Mike.  Like 7 years. 
Yes, he robbed the cradle. 

So when it comes to kids, we are a few pages apart from each other.  He's actually reading faster than me... I'm not quite on board yet. 

So I made a deal with him.  Here are the things that must be in place for the Baby Bulletin to begin.

$7500 in the bank (savings)

Pottery Barn Glider purchased and in room
***Our office is already painted an elephant gray and we have the curtains to use in the nursery as well. I just didn't want to repaint or be wasteful so I did this room with it's later usage in mind.
**This will just be one piece of furniture off our list.

All bills up to date (which they are)

At least July (1 yr anniversary)

Fair?  I think so. 

Out With a Bang

I know, I know... it's been a while.

I've come to the conclusion that until we have children (or lives) then posts will be few and far between.  I'll take our super boring non-dramatic life though...vs others that I hear about.  Boring and nothingness = OK.

So I haven't told you about a few things. 

We'll start with the day after Christmas crisis. 

I thought we'd make going ice skating the day after Christmas a tradition.  You know something fun to do since Mike and I are both professionals and we both teach it part-time and we are on the ice 7 days a week combined.  I thought it would be a good idea. 

Well, maybe not so much.  We went with my family - brother, sister, mother, Mike's family - mom, dad, and my mom's friend Anne.  We were all having a good ol' time until my mother (who I am going to enter into Adult competitions - she's pretty good) wanted to learn how to do back crossovers.  So... Mike was teaching her.  He showed her how to do it and then skated off backwards... Just about the time that my brother had fallen almost directly behind him. 

I was off the ice tying my sister's skates and we saw it all.  Ugh...

Michael had fallen just as Mike had skated back and it happened so quickly that there was no time to react on any part - me, Mike or Michael.  Mike was down.  And out.  And not moving. 

I didn't go out immediately because I thought he was joking at first. 
Nope.

I skated out there and he couldn't talk or move.  I've never been that scared in my life.  I thought oh my gosh, he's paralyzed.  What will we do?  But none of this showed on my face.  I just talked him through it.  I had him grab my hand and squeeze and then he finally after a couple of attempts told me he couldn't move so we had him move his legs and he did (THANK GOD).  I had him lay there for a few minutes until we were sure he was semi-OK to get up.  I skated him off the ice after he thought he could do it himself and couldn't keep his balance. 

He had the largest nugget on the back of his head I've ever felt.  I mean this was the hardest I've ever seen anyone fall.  I think there were 2 items in play that helped his noggin immensely.  1- his hat.  While it wasnt' very cushion-y when I came to check on him it was neatly folded in half directly under his head.  I think this was a blessing in disguise.  I believe it prevented him from getting an actual cut and needing stitches and instead just allowed a few scrapes on his head.  2- His North Face Jacket.  I know this is going to sound dumb but it's one with the hood folded into the collar and I think it acted as a sort of brace.  I knew I loved The North Face, but now I know why! 

He couldn't remember some things at first, but they slowly came back to him. 

Now, I know you are probably thinking....why didn't they go to the hospital?  That was my thought too.  We should go to the hospital.  Well, Mike didn't have insurance coverage until Jan 2nd due to a few mishaps at my workplace.  His paperwork was not properly processed initially and so we had to wait and have him fall into my coverage during open enrollment and his coverage had not yet started.  I know, right?!  What bad luck.  But when Mike and I go ice skating (which is rare), it doesn't even cross our minds that we'll be the ones to get hurt. 

So needless to say, 2010 went out with a bang.  A really big bang on the hard cold ice.  A really really big bang to The Kellermeyers. 

Thank god though, he is OK and well now.