Ice Skating

Of all the things I have ever heard of ice-skating, I never realized how much my back would hurt afterwards. Not from falling mind you, but from helping my kids around the rink. Imagine if you will, lanky dude, stepping onto the ice rink for the first time EVER! No, I did not slip and fall flat on my butt! In fact, for being my first time ever I did rather well. I only fell one time, and it was not my fault. I have it on tape, my daughters blade went under mine which threw me to the ground. Instead of landing on my two year old, I threw her forward, which made me land smack on my butt. It didn’t hurt since I was already bent over trying to help her skate around. Two kids, fiercely independent, not wanting help, but needing it just to stand on the frozen water. What a night! I am SO thankful that is over.

My older brother’s wedding reception was last night. Instead of having a gathering at someone’s home, or church, they renting a city center and adjacent ice rink. It was cool. Different. But cool. People had fun. Even husbands who didn’t want to be there because it is a wedding of all things, had fun. Hot chocolate outside, and inside it was very elegant. My neighbor who did the decorating, did a very nice job, despite her previously mentioned melt down!

I wish the event would have tuckered out the kids. It did not. They were still as wired as ever come bed time. Why must I be the one made to suffer?! This is NOT how it is supposed to work. Evil Overlords do not suffer!