I had the best dream last night! I dreamt that I met Olie Kolzig and he was so tall and big! He just towered over me. For some reason, he went to pick me up and twirl me around and he just lifted me up so easily! (swoon) I remember thinking in the dream that it was just like “Godzilla” (which is his nickname) lifting me up.
I was, of course, being (relatively) selfless and asking if I could get Sasha’s autograph for the Goddaughter of Love. Even in my dreams, I’m a nice chick.
Damn, I was digging on him. I woke up all smiles. We may have been doing other things in the dream, though. If so, I’m not reprinting them here (mostly because I don’t remember them).
Speaking of the GOL, she’s wandering around Europe footloose and fancy free. And possibly pinching Italian men’s butts for me. (Don’t worry, Mary! I’m sure she’s not doing any such thing. heheh) I hope she’s having a wonderful time! If you’re reading this, babykins, we miss you like big dogs and can’t wait for you to come home.
Congrats to my HH Brian and his wife, Bekka on the birth of their daughter Weeko Anna. Born last night (midnight-ish) and weighed in at 7lbs something ounces, she made her debut just 4 days past her due date. As soon as he sends a pic, I will post it. Babies all around me. As long as they let me hold them, I’m content.
Babies, gota love ’em. Weeko? Ancient family name?
Hockey dreams are just the BEST, in mine I’m skating like the skates are part of me and I can actually keep the puck! What will I do when the Finals are over…AAARRRGGGGG