Not one, not two, but THREE hockey games this weekend!!! One away, two home.
Saturday, November 21 - away at Winterhurst - 8:40 am
Sunday, November 22 - home vs. Strongsville at 11:20 am [double header]
- home vs. Shaker Heights at 3:40 pm
I think that's basically it.
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Monday, November 16, 2015
UPDATED 2015/2016 Hockey Schedule
Folks:
The team has done some tinkering with the schedule, so this is a more current schedule.
Saturday, November 21 - away at Winterhurst - 8:40 am
Sunday, November 22 - home vs. Strongsville at 11:20 am [double header]
- home vs. Shaker Heights at 3:40 pm
Saturday, December 6- home vs. Kent - 9:50 am
Sunday, December 13 - home vs. Winterhurst - 7:50 am [not yet confirmed]
Saturday, December 19- home vs. Winterhurst (scrimmage) - 7:40 am
Sunday, December 20 - away at Strongsville - 8:00 am
Saturday, January 9 - home vs. Geauga - 12:10 pm
Sunday, January 10 - home vs. Fremont - 1:20 pm
Sunday, January 24 - away at Shaker Heights - 10:30 am
Saturday, January 30 - away at Fremont - 2:45 pm
Sunday, February 7* - away at Geauga - 5:30 pm
*Yep. Still Superbowl Sunday.
The team has done some tinkering with the schedule, so this is a more current schedule.
Saturday, November 21 - away at Winterhurst - 8:40 am
Sunday, November 22 - home vs. Strongsville at 11:20 am [double header]
- home vs. Shaker Heights at 3:40 pm
Saturday, December 6- home vs. Kent - 9:50 am
Sunday, December 13 - home vs. Winterhurst - 7:50 am [not yet confirmed]
Saturday, December 19- home vs. Winterhurst (scrimmage) - 7:40 am
Sunday, December 20 - away at Strongsville - 8:00 am
Saturday, January 9 - home vs. Geauga - 12:10 pm
Sunday, January 10 - home vs. Fremont - 1:20 pm
Sunday, January 24 - away at Shaker Heights - 10:30 am
Saturday, January 30 - away at Fremont - 2:45 pm
Sunday, February 7* - away at Geauga - 5:30 pm
*Yep. Still Superbowl Sunday.
Saturday, November 14, 2015
Friday, November 6, 2015
This week (11/6/15)
Nate has a hockey game at Kent State Saturday, November 7 at 5:35 p.m.
That and raking 3,436 bags of leaves are the only things on the agenda for now.
That and raking 3,436 bags of leaves are the only things on the agenda for now.
Monday, November 2, 2015
Are you ready for some hockey?! [PLEASE SEE UPDATED SCHEDULE]
If not, well, too bad. We have a hockey schedule!
Saturday, November 7 - Away at Kent - 5:35 pm
Saturday, November 14 - home vs. Shaker Heights - 10:30 am
Saturday, November 21 - away at Winterhurst - 8:40 am
Sunday, November 22 - home vs. Strongsville at 11:20 am
Saturday, December 12 - home vs. Kent - 9:10 am
Sunday, December 13 - home vs. Winterhurst - 7:50 am
Saturday, December 20 - away at Strongsville - 8:00 am
Saturday, January 9 - home vs. Geauga - 12:10 pm
Sunday, January 10 - home vs. Fremont - 2:45 pm
Sunday, January 24 - away at Shaker Heights - 10:30 am
Saturday, January 30 - away at Fremont - 2:45 pm
Sunday, January 31 - home vs. Winterhurst - 8:40 am (An 8:40 game the day after driving to/from Fremont. Ugh. At least it's at home.)
Sunday, February 7* - away at Geauga - 5:30 pm.
All in all, that's a pretty great schedule. Lots of home games. No 7:00 am games in Cleveland. Nice long break around Thanksgiving and Christmas, and the season will be over by the first week in February. But please, for the love of all things, do not tell Nate that there aren't any Parma games scheduled this year. I swear some days I think that child plays hockey just so that he has an excuse to go up there and eat pierogies.
They're not listed on the schedule, but we will also have two tournaments (South Bend, IN and Columbus), and I believe we'll be playing at least one game up at the Q again this year. I'll let you know when I know more about that.
*Yes, that would be super bowl sunday. No, there's nothing I can do about it. The coach is trying to get it changed.
Saturday, November 7 - Away at Kent - 5:35 pm
Saturday, November 14 - home vs. Shaker Heights - 10:30 am
Saturday, November 21 - away at Winterhurst - 8:40 am
Sunday, November 22 - home vs. Strongsville at 11:20 am
Saturday, December 12 - home vs. Kent - 9:10 am
Sunday, December 13 - home vs. Winterhurst - 7:50 am
Saturday, December 20 - away at Strongsville - 8:00 am
Saturday, January 9 - home vs. Geauga - 12:10 pm
Sunday, January 10 - home vs. Fremont - 2:45 pm
Sunday, January 24 - away at Shaker Heights - 10:30 am
Saturday, January 30 - away at Fremont - 2:45 pm
Sunday, January 31 - home vs. Winterhurst - 8:40 am (An 8:40 game the day after driving to/from Fremont. Ugh. At least it's at home.)
Sunday, February 7* - away at Geauga - 5:30 pm.
All in all, that's a pretty great schedule. Lots of home games. No 7:00 am games in Cleveland. Nice long break around Thanksgiving and Christmas, and the season will be over by the first week in February. But please, for the love of all things, do not tell Nate that there aren't any Parma games scheduled this year. I swear some days I think that child plays hockey just so that he has an excuse to go up there and eat pierogies.
They're not listed on the schedule, but we will also have two tournaments (South Bend, IN and Columbus), and I believe we'll be playing at least one game up at the Q again this year. I'll let you know when I know more about that.
*Yes, that would be super bowl sunday. No, there's nothing I can do about it. The coach is trying to get it changed.
Sunday, November 1, 2015
Times Change
This weekend I was talking with some of my Mommy friends about the fall daylight savings time change. When we were younger, it was practically magical. We could sleep in an extra hour in the morning! It was great, until our bodies eventually acclimated and it felt just as miserable to get up in the morning as it had three weeks prior. In our twenties, it gave us an extra hour before the bars closed, and an extra hour to sleep it off the next morning. Even as young adults, it would give us a chance to get up and hit the gym before work for a couple of weeks before exhaustion and apathy set in.
But for parents of small people, there is no reason to celebrate daylight savings. For them, the time change is an epic hassle. Toddlers are nothing if not creatures of habit. Change their routines, and there will be hell to pay. Mike and I started the parenting thing a little earlier than a lot of our friends, so we're at a very different stage in life than the ones who still have infants and toddlers living under their roofs. We're not facing weeks of disrupted sleep, kids waking up an hour earlier than the clock says they should, or falling asleep in their plates at dinner. Even if our kids wake up earlier than we want them to, for the most part it has no effect on our day. In fact, just this morning I got up to let the dogs* out and sat down on the couch in the TV room to check my email. After a few minutes, I heard a weird clicking sound from the front room, and wandered in there to find Nathan happily playing video games. Until that very moment, I thought I was the only one up.
When your kids are born, you have to essentially function as an external life support system. They're completely dependent on you for everything, and you have to teach them things - to eat, to walk, to talk, to blow their noses - that seem ridiculous, in retrospect. Later, those lessons get a little more abstract - to beware of strangers and cars, to read and write, to share. We're in a sort of weird parenting phase now. Both of our kids are able to feed, dress, and entertain themselves. Nathan can read better than most high school students and rarely needs help with his homework. Brendan is in high school now, teetering on the brink of adulthood. He never asks for help with homework. In fact, he nearly always denies the existence of any homework assignments. Tonight he cooked us dinner. He made wings (in a deep fryer that I am not allowed to use without adult supervision), corn, baked beans, and tater tots, with minimal assistance. Sometimes it feels like the only role we have left is to write checks, provide transportation, and keep the refrigerator and pantry stocked. They're both pretty good kids, and because we provide so little help to them with their day-to-day needs, it sometimes feels like the only thing we have left to do is to wait out the teenage years and unleash them on the world after graduation.
But I realize that the hardest and most important part of our job is still in process. We have to teach them how to be productive and engaged members of our community. They need to know that the biggest test of their characters will be how they act when nobody else is looking. We have long (and generally interesting, sometimes absurd) conversations about politics and economics and justice. We have to teach them how to be good friends, boyfriends, and later, husbands, and (hopefully) someday, fathers. Anyone can teach a kid how to tie his shoes; it's a lot more difficult to teach him how to handle himself when someone he thought was a friend turns out not to be, or how to stand up for people and animals who can't stand up for themselves. When they are little you can carefully curate their list of friends and arrange playdates for them. When they are teenagers with smart phones and social media accounts and 24/7 ability to be horrible to one another without any parental buffer, sometimes the only thing you can do is just reassure them that high school won't last forever. And, perhaps most difficult, as our friends and family age and die, we have to teach them how fleeting life is, how important it is to spend time with the ones you love the most, and how to honor and carry on those loved ones' lessons and memories.
Some days it would be so much easier to go back in time and deal with lost sleep and tears because someone took the train they wanted to play with at the library. Luckily for us, they are good kids, and their friends are good kids who come from good families. With every day that passes, I become more acutely aware how quickly their entire childhood goes by. We're on the precipice of driving (which means even more independence), SATs, and college visits. Someday soon our only role will be to worry about them from afar, offer advice only when asked, and occasionally bail them out** when trouble strikes. That will be the most difficult phase we'll ever endure, and it'll last for the rest of our lives. So for now, I'll just try to enjoy sleeping in and providing taxi services and commiserate with our friends who haven't slept through the night in weeks. And I'll take my own advice and remember to try to love nearly every precious minute of it.
** Dear lord, please let there not be any literal bail payments.
But for parents of small people, there is no reason to celebrate daylight savings. For them, the time change is an epic hassle. Toddlers are nothing if not creatures of habit. Change their routines, and there will be hell to pay. Mike and I started the parenting thing a little earlier than a lot of our friends, so we're at a very different stage in life than the ones who still have infants and toddlers living under their roofs. We're not facing weeks of disrupted sleep, kids waking up an hour earlier than the clock says they should, or falling asleep in their plates at dinner. Even if our kids wake up earlier than we want them to, for the most part it has no effect on our day. In fact, just this morning I got up to let the dogs* out and sat down on the couch in the TV room to check my email. After a few minutes, I heard a weird clicking sound from the front room, and wandered in there to find Nathan happily playing video games. Until that very moment, I thought I was the only one up.
When your kids are born, you have to essentially function as an external life support system. They're completely dependent on you for everything, and you have to teach them things - to eat, to walk, to talk, to blow their noses - that seem ridiculous, in retrospect. Later, those lessons get a little more abstract - to beware of strangers and cars, to read and write, to share. We're in a sort of weird parenting phase now. Both of our kids are able to feed, dress, and entertain themselves. Nathan can read better than most high school students and rarely needs help with his homework. Brendan is in high school now, teetering on the brink of adulthood. He never asks for help with homework. In fact, he nearly always denies the existence of any homework assignments. Tonight he cooked us dinner. He made wings (in a deep fryer that I am not allowed to use without adult supervision), corn, baked beans, and tater tots, with minimal assistance. Sometimes it feels like the only role we have left is to write checks, provide transportation, and keep the refrigerator and pantry stocked. They're both pretty good kids, and because we provide so little help to them with their day-to-day needs, it sometimes feels like the only thing we have left to do is to wait out the teenage years and unleash them on the world after graduation.
But I realize that the hardest and most important part of our job is still in process. We have to teach them how to be productive and engaged members of our community. They need to know that the biggest test of their characters will be how they act when nobody else is looking. We have long (and generally interesting, sometimes absurd) conversations about politics and economics and justice. We have to teach them how to be good friends, boyfriends, and later, husbands, and (hopefully) someday, fathers. Anyone can teach a kid how to tie his shoes; it's a lot more difficult to teach him how to handle himself when someone he thought was a friend turns out not to be, or how to stand up for people and animals who can't stand up for themselves. When they are little you can carefully curate their list of friends and arrange playdates for them. When they are teenagers with smart phones and social media accounts and 24/7 ability to be horrible to one another without any parental buffer, sometimes the only thing you can do is just reassure them that high school won't last forever. And, perhaps most difficult, as our friends and family age and die, we have to teach them how fleeting life is, how important it is to spend time with the ones you love the most, and how to honor and carry on those loved ones' lessons and memories.
Some days it would be so much easier to go back in time and deal with lost sleep and tears because someone took the train they wanted to play with at the library. Luckily for us, they are good kids, and their friends are good kids who come from good families. With every day that passes, I become more acutely aware how quickly their entire childhood goes by. We're on the precipice of driving (which means even more independence), SATs, and college visits. Someday soon our only role will be to worry about them from afar, offer advice only when asked, and occasionally bail them out** when trouble strikes. That will be the most difficult phase we'll ever endure, and it'll last for the rest of our lives. So for now, I'll just try to enjoy sleeping in and providing taxi services and commiserate with our friends who haven't slept through the night in weeks. And I'll take my own advice and remember to try to love nearly every precious minute of it.
** Dear lord, please let there not be any literal bail payments.
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