So the word is out at work. Now all the guys in my fantasy football league are asking me if this means my team name–the Aggies–is going to change. I just wish people would stop reminding me about her.

On another note, we lost our first hockey game last night at our new rink 7-2. I had one goal and Broken Leg TOm, who was all but kicked off my brother’s team, scored the other. Since we were the visiting team and our opponents also had red jerseys, we were forced to wear child-size pullovers on top of our jerseys. For myself and the two other big guys it looked like we were wearing sports bras. It was pretty hilarious.

Uneventful weekend coming up. I’m hoping to keep it low key. The last thing I need is the drunkenness of last weekend to repeat itself. I’m too old for that.