Early morning blog catch-up

Last Friday night, I had a long and complex dream. One part of it is that I had a multistoried house and one entire story was an ice rink (how cool is that?). Another story had a full-size pool.

My team was playing in the hockey rink, and I came out after first period. After the break ended and first period started, I was still chatting with some guy as I put my gear back on (who takes her gear off after first period?). I took forever to get it back on and stop talking (like 10 minutes) and I could see across the rink (for some reason I was in the bleachers) that Liz was furious with me (oops). Sorry, Liz.