Welcome Back Ty!

When Ty's away Linds and I starve eat like birds. Not much cooking happens because, quite frankly, we couldn't care less about food. We eat fruit, cereal, granola bars, (crumbs) for dinner and the grocery bill goes WAY down. Well, Ty's back - Mr. Meat & Potatoes Man. This is his plate. His first plate. It's good to have him back home.

My Canucks are ruling the universe. Here are the standings in our division, suck it Calgary (sorry Barb, I don't consider you Calgary. You're too good).We want the damn cup this year. And if my boys don't get it done I'm gonna' personally show up in the dressing room and spank them myself. I've had my picture taken with the cup but it just doesn't count until you win it. So it's a must win situation here.

Ty laughs at my Toto pics.I do too actually...they are quite funny at times. I don't really think Montreal will win but hey, whatever. I pick what I feel at the moment and I don't listen to stats/reasoning/logic. Apparently I listen to the air in my head. I like to go against the grain (just like I bet the horses). Oh, and I refuse to pick teams that we are battling in the west...they've just gotta' lose. So I don't know why the hell I have the Wild in there. Possibly because they let Willie Mitchell go and we eventually ended up with him here...I could kiss them for that. He's a local boy who really wanted to play here. And Luongo...what is it the guy can't do? I've seen him stand on his head, make saves with his hair and I'm quite sure he did a double back flip at one point. The guy's amazing. Back to my picks....one day when my long shots come in I'll be the one laughing - all the way to the damn bank. So cheer for my teams tomorrow, k? (Oh, and Sunday too). I'll send you a dollar.