I'm hungover and on a plane

Going to BC for Olympic Camp is not exactly how I wanted to spend this morning, but what can you do?!

Before you all ask, yes, my birthday was very nice yesterday. Patrick (not that it was unexpected) chose to spoil me rotten: new Versace suit, limo around town for dinner, dancing and a night in the suite we spent our wedding night in. My daughter and step-daughter made me birthday cards that probably have depleated Quebec City's annual glitter supply. My oldest step-son was far more practical, even though I thought Patrick was going to pass out at the box of condom's Jon had wrapped up and gave me. He said he wanted to give me something practical!

So now on to Olympic Camp, where I hope to actually get named to the team and then I will hopefully get to play at the games. I guess we shall see if I get to be one of the backups - we pretty much already know that barring any injuries between now and then that Martin will be the starter - but it would be nice not to be scratched like I was during Worlds. That sucked...