There’s the old joke that there’ll be plenty of time to sleep when you’re dead.
After a day full of driving, hockey games (which continues the theme of the weekend!), a couple of labradoodles coming to terrorise me for the coming week, and more eating than I’ve done in a very long time…dead to the world will probably be the best description of me until labradoodle duty consigns sleep to the bin for another day.
The day started out innocently enough with Katie turning up with said doodles and a couple of basil plants that need looking after so we’ve got both kingdoms of the natural world covered!
Scarcely was the zoomies and fighting between the girls underway when my mother and sister show up and two labradoodles discovered the disappointment of not being allowed the run of the house.
The first stop of the day was the country restaurant at the State Farmer’s Market which was doing quite the brisk business but even though the place was racked, packed, and stacked…we still were seated within fifteen minutes or arrival and that was with Katie voluntarily moving down the queue a couple of times.
Don’t get me wrong…I totally love the seafood shack at the Farmer’s Market but this place isn’t to be missed!
Katie was off to work at Target when we finished so it was time to go back and let the doodles loose so that they could properly get their zoomies out…and that lasted all of about five or ten minutes until they were both content to flop on the floor and snooze. That was rather a good idea for us all until it was time to head out to Invisalign Arena for Nick’s championship game playing for the Lumberjacks against his usual Mudpuppies in the Body Armour State Games tournament.
Let’s just say that the defence wasn’t quite up to the same standard as it was the day prior when the Lumberjacks manhandled The Pigeons.
A little digression about that game yesterday if I may. The Pigeons had very a clever if not blatent innuendo theme for their nameplates with all but two players having “pecker” as their last name. Here they are in all their glory because it was quite amusing:
- Thicc
- Hard
- Sneaky
- Meh
- Dr.
- Sir
- Junior
- Iron
- Old
- Smooth
- Smokin’
- Pickled
- Smöl
The two that didn’t fit the scheme entirely were the goaltender rocking “Pecker Protector” (!) and one guy totally breaking formation with “Fishel” (not the former WRAL weatherman!).
As it was, it was so tempting to belt out a rendition of a certain Monty Python song for Nick’s team but I was able to resist the indulgence.
But yeah, it was not the result that Nick was hoping for though secretly I was OK with either way the game finished.
But no matter how disappointed and exhausted Nick was, he was decidedly happier about being able to participate in the second Father’s Day meal at Metro Diner. I was thinking I’d be a bit clever finding a place I’d never been to…that is until I saw they had a Fayetteville location and of course, Metro Diner down there has seen them more than a few times.
Enough to confirm that everyone who ordered the fried chicken and Belgian waffles truly loved it.
Add one more to the list! 🙂
So tonight I’m typing this up from the rink in Wake Forest (seems like I live here now between Nick’s hockey and spinning tunes for the beer league!) waiting for Nick to play the seventh game of the weekend (after refereeing a three matches on Thursday and Friday) and whilst I’m not quite as exhausted or wrung out as Nick is…I’m very definitely feeling it.
But it’s definitely the “good tired” that Harry Chapin was talking about and any day where I can spend time with family and at least most if not all of my kids (Alex is on an adventure that promises loads of fun in spite of the traffic to get there but even he texted me last night and tonight).
It’s hard to imagine a better day so I’m not really going to try to do so.
I only hope that everyone else who takes on one of the hardest jobs in the world had an equally awesome day. 🙂