Let me preface this post by saying it has absolutely nothing to do with business. Before this blog I, like many other internet geeks, had a personal blog I updated every once in a while. I've given that up though because there just aren't enough hours in the day anymore. If you would, I ask for your indulgence on this very very very sad day.
And remember, everyone has quirks.
Last night, my beloved Vancouver Canucks were ousted out of the playoffs race. I can take it. I'm a grown-up. Disappointment happens. But it doesn't end there.
When I was eighteen I fell in love with Trevor Linden. (Dear Husband, if you read this for some reason, don't be threatened ... I was a teenager :P)
I was your typical puck bunny and followed him around, watched or listened to every game, and was devastated when he got married. Yes, I know how ridiculous that was but it's a glimpse into my history.
Well, with the Canucks out of the playoffs this year, their last remaining game on Saturday will likely be Trev's last. *cue the sad music* Fans are preparing signs to take to the game, many #16 jerseys will be worn and I'm guessing a few chants and ovations will happen. Of course I have to watch this from my living room since I'm thousands of kilometres away but such is life.
Anyhow, all of this to say, if you call me today or tomorrow, be prepared ... the Legare household is in mourning.
April 4, 2008
You Got to Cry Without Weeping
Author: Susan Legare at 11:38 a.m.
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5 comments:
I'm sorry for your loss... ;)
Hugs.
(Might cheer you up to know that just now when I tried to type Hugs, my fingers werent aligned with the keyboard and I typed "jigs" instead. I thought it was weird but myabe its just me)
Try to share your soul and you get mocked by Jessica. Let it be a lesson to you, ladies :P
Thanks Kait ... I knew I could count on you to cheer me up!
I'm weeping along with you!!!
You know I, of all people, can feel your pain, sister. I had to go through the same thing a few years ago with Stevie. *sniff* Let us have a virtual drink and toast their respective legacies. Cheers! *clink*
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