i'm sorry dave. i'm afraid i can't do that.

so i've unplugged from the network. facebook that is. i've kept the account b/c of the ridiculous amounts of photos i have stored there. once i can manage to back those all up some where else, i'm sure i will pull the plug for good. i just got tired of checking it and wasting time, blah blah blah. so like everything i do, it's all or nothing and i've decided on nothing.

free at last.

caps beat the blues tonight. 4-1. i was listening to the game on nhl radio. i had muted the sound while i was talking to my sister on the phone and when i turned it back on it was just the sound of people skating and taking shots. it's like one of those recordings of the ocean that people listen to for help falling asleep. except instead of the ocean it's hockey. that brings me joy.

so the other day i was talking to some friends about celebrity crushes. when i was a wee one i was in looooove with


alan thicke. which is odd b/c i don't much care for canadians. but i guess when you're 4 you don't know a lot about america's hat and you're willing to settle.

as i got a little older, 5, i moved on to bigger, better, bearded dudes.


that's right. commander will riker, ladies and gentlemen. i was so sad when riker married troy. totally not fair. if i had been, uhhmm 30 years older and on the starship enterprise, this man would totally have been my husband. riker and me... we're just two ships in the night i guess. to this day i'm still enamored with any man who can grow a beard like my riker. i think it's a sign of manliness... and galactic domination.

over the last year or so i developed a great love for the one and only


alec baldwin. i must say, alec has really come into his own over the last few years. and there's just something about his tv power that i love. also, you have to admit, the man has amazing hair. amazing.

as of late my love has gone in a full canadian circle.


mike knuble of the washington capitals. according to wikipedia he is a canadian american so i'm pretty sure that means he just wants to be american. sure, he's no ovi or semin but has a finesse that you just can't deny. and to be perfectly frank, ovi scares me a bit.

bro is pretty much a beast who eats hockey players for dinner. i'll wear the shirt with his name on it but i hope i don't ever actually meet him.

in other news i had a fabulous thanksgiving. spent the holiday weekend in north carolina with one of my bestest friends of all time. we had a lovely turkey dinner and did some black friday shopping and spent a copious amount of time watching movies. it really was a fabulous holiday and i feel lucky that i got to spend it with such an awesome friend.

she introduced me to the show 'extras.' i totally love it. ricky gervais is a genius. i don't know how a person gets to be that funny. favorite line of all time "bye, nerd." i could spend another weekend just watching that show.

did yoga tonight. i didn't like it as much as the yoga / tai chi / pilates class i took. that felt like a real workout. yoga is kind of weird and i constantly feel like my boobs are going to suffocate me. at any rate i will probably go again if the dude makes me b/c that's the kind of girl i am. personally, i'd much rather try out a spin class.