Lesson (re)learned

So after a few, let's say, "interesting" days, our parenting crisis, though unresolved, is pretty much over.  And, on the bonus side, I learned yet again that you cannot change how other people act, only how you react.  Folks, I am here to report that I reacted in a calm and logical manner (thanks to lessons learned in the aforementioned incident - plus a few other ones caused by having children).  Nothing has really changed, but I am satisfied that we did all we could do to ensure the safety and well-being of our child.  The other child, well, that's up to his parents.  We methodically informed any and all authorities that needed to know of the situation, starting with the parents, and left it to them to do their thing.  I'm not overly impressed with some of the responses, or lack thereof, but hey - that's life.  Besides,  I have hockey games to attend!!

Derek's team met their third loss of the season on Tuesday night in Spiritwood.  The Timberwolves are a big, fast team with a whole lot of heart.  There was some very good hockey played.  The score would have been more in our favour if our team could magically gain about thirty years' experience and learn that important lesson - that you can only control how you act in a situation (see above!).   They have only lost a total of about ten games since they began hockey, and adversity is not their strong suit. It seems as though whenever our opponents get a goal or two ahead, our players start getting down on themselves and then blaming each other.  Doesn't make for great team cohesion - while we're busy nitpicking on each other, the other team keeps scoring!  So we're down three goals when Spiritwood comes back on the 26th for the second game of this third provincial round - stay tuned!

Meanwhile, the Tigers remain unbeaten in league play and take on the Eston-Eatonia-Leader team in the first round of playoffs.  That starts tonight, but I'll have to miss due to a prior commitment. 

We are currently showing our former houseguest, the stomach flu, to the door.  It's been a rough few days for Derek and me.  Clem is on the phone buying stocks in Purel - he has used so much hand sanitizer that he's driven up the share price. 

One of our billets flew the coop last week.  I think he was homesick, and the timing was good for him to catch a ride back to Hay River.  We will miss him.  Clem even had a few tears when he put him on the bus to Edmonton.  Our Minnesota billet is sticking out the rest of the gloomy season (13 to 1 loss last night - ouch.) before heading back to Minnesota this weekend.  He is much more outgoing than our NWT friend, so I'm thinking the house will be mighty quiet next week.  Oh, wait - I forgot.  There's no school next week - some kind of break.  Not sure which, I can't seem to keep track!  But Derek will be home, keeping things hopping.

I'll be home, as well, since I finished my job at the library.  Now I can try to catch up on all of the approximately 1400 projects we've started around here.  Clem is trying to get me downstairs to clean organize throw out things so he can continue with the reno he's doing down there.   Slowly, slowly. 

We've both started walking on his new treadmill.  (That's why we need to fix up the basement - for the big screen TV needed for walking!)  It's out in the studio right now, and we load up a netflix movie and walk and watch.  Works pretty good (except for the tiny screen), and there's no ice.  And btw, he still can't catch me.

Received some photos of Brendan's little guy.  They are beautiful, as is Sawyer!, but they just make me want to go there even more. Maybe, when those 1400 projects are done.  But by then he'll be in college and won't want some doddering old aunt hanging around.

And that's about it for news around here.  Clem is waiting around for my new washer and dryer to be delivered.  Apparently we wash a lot of clothes....

Thanks for checking in!
Chandra