Sergeant Butterman, the little hand says it's time to rock and roll!

I had the BEST weekend of my life. and here's the one reason for it.

It was a crisp Saturday evening when Adam took me to my first ever hockey game. The St. Louis Blues were playing the Chicago Blackhawks (this is where I break to remind you that we are cheering for St. Louis because that's where we were).
The pregame was great because the group that came to sit behind us was packed with goofy almost drunk college guys. They were witty and not overly offensive. Just my kind of guys.
Sadly, within the first two minutes the Blackhawks snuck in a far too easy goal. Soon the Blues were trailing 2-0. By the end second period, though, they had scored their first goal. In the middle of the third period, they had gotten the score up to 3-2 only trailing by one goal... however, in a hockey game, one goal means everything.
I was really getting into the game a lot more aggressively than I had anticipated. By the last 3 minutes of the third period I was so busy concentrating and getting anxious I had forgotten how much my nose felt like it had frozen and felt like it could shatter.
The end of the period drew nearer as fans were screaming louder than I'd ever heard at a live sporting event. Granted, I haven't been to one since high school.
Then AMAZINGLY in the last 18 SECONDS the Blues scored the goal that tied up the game and threw it into overtime.
The crowd was screaming, the almost drunk college guys were jumping all over the place (include on my back)...
... and then time stopped...
In an instant I had gone from screaming new fan to girl who's dreams were coming true. He took me in his arms, dipped me back as far as the stands would allow and kissed me for what seemed like an eternity (in a good way). I can't describe how much my head and my heart were working together to feel the excitement of that moment but to also remember each millisecond of the most amazing kiss I had ever received.

I think my head and my heart made a pretty good team. Never again will I watch a sports movie and see the couple kiss after the game winning score and wish that were me.



and by the way, the blues won in a shootout after a no scoring overtime. it was the greatest thing i've seen live since my high school basketball team won state in the last two seconds.

i'm emotionally slutty

i give it up on the first date.

my personality that is.