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Let's Go Canes!

It's official. Playoff hockey has taken over our house. No really...I'll have to take pictures. Dave "redecorated" our living room the other night with every bit of Hurricanes paraphernalia that we own.

When the Hurricanes won the Stanley Cup in 2006, I was just beginning to watch hockey (at least, just beginning to watch it on a regular basis). Dave and I had only been a married for a few months, but I think that was my first introduction to how much he really liked hockey.

Fast forward three years. The Hurricanes have finally made it into the playoffs for the first time since their '06 victory. And this time, I know what I'm watching: Dave and I have been following the standings since October.

It looks like the Hurricanes are going to continue to have a tough battle with the New Jersey Devils, but we're still cheering for the home team.

Let's go Canes!

I Hate Making Decisions

"I used to be indecisive, but now I'm not sure."

-- T-shirt slogan from Jack Astor's restaurant

One of my favorite movies to quote (though there are several!) is "You've Got Mail" from the late '90s. This morning, while sitting in the examination chair at the eye doctor's office, all I could think about was one of the lines from that movie:

The whole purpose of places like Starbucks is for
people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don't know what the hell they're doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall. Decaf. Cappuccino.

For some reason, that's how I felt about my eye exam this morning. Is 1 better? Or two? How about now? 1? 2? 1? 2?

Uh...can you show me again?

For someone who doesn't like to make decisions, that's a lot to figure out at once (at 8:00 in the morning, no less!). Thankfully, my contacts prescription really hasn't changed much over the past 3-5 years, so I guess I passed the "test." Yea for being able to see for another year!

Duck, Duck, Goose

"Have you found the goose yet?"

My mother-in-law has been asking us this for the past 2 or 3 months. It's kind of torturous to know that the goose was in our house but not know where to find it. Though I guess that's part of the fun. :-)

Dave and I knew we'd find it eventually. And we finally did. While Dave was cleaning the office before our company arrived last week, he noticed that his commemorative Jeff Gordon lunch pail was heavier than it was supposed to be.

Ta-da. The mystery has been solved.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some plotting to do....