What a Weekend!

It's always something when you hit Sunday night and you look back at the weekend and feel like Friday was so long ago. Here are the highlights...

~Friday~
*Pizza at Grandpa's; hadn't done that since before Christmas and it's usually a biweekly thing.

~Saturday~
*The 7:45 game was canceled due to a power outage.

*Tommy helped with a dry run of a hockey skills competition that is next weekend.

*Tommy went to his first slumber party ever and made it the whole night. It was at his coach's house. Many of the parents also stayed until after midnight, it was a fun time. Their poor dog (huge old brown lab) is blind and their son let him out of the bedroom and he ended up falling down the basement stairs because the kids had the door open. Austin was on the 3rd stair from the bottom when he was bowled over. Both Billy & Austin were shaken up but ok.

~Sunday~
*Catholic Schools Week kickoff mass. Tommy read a few petitions. He started reading and Mrs. Bremer was saying something to him and he turns to her and says "WHAT?" mid-sentence in the microphone. The parish loved it! She was telling him to speak louder. He started over and spoke beautifully. After mass the students dressed up as Saints and had a "Hall of Saints" presentation. Tommy was St. Thomas the Apostle.

*We went to the ice arena for open skate. Austin did wonderful. He is standing great and is making baby steps. Tommy took out his coach's wife. Better her than I. ;)

*We watched the Travel Team's game.

*Grocery shopping - way overspent.

*Came home and Joe went and snow blowed the pond. We didn't get out there until 8:20 but it was the most glorious outdoor skating ever. The night couldn't have been more perfect. Tommy schooled both Joe & I. Man he is so crazy to watch that close. Austin had a blast too. We didn't put him in skates so he motored around like crazy in his shoes and shooting pucks. I can't wait to do it again. I wish I had taken the camera.

The coach has an outdoor rink so Tommy went skating today not once, not twice, but thrice. He doesn't seem to get tired of it thankfully. Twice for me today; I think my muscles will be screaming tomorrow.

So here we are on a late Sunday evening, ready to begin a new week. I hope your weekend was as good as ours.