- I thought NHL players had like no down time during the season...how did you guys go to Vegas? I'm just wondering. I'm not saying you didn't. Just wondering how much time NHL players get off and how long they spend at the rink/gym a day. It just seems if he is a good enough player to play in the NHL then he would be very busy. Anywho congrats! I wanted to take a minute to touch on this great question from Cailey; thanks for asking! Okay, so depending on game schedules you are correct in the no down time thing. Down time occurs during a few instances in the NHL being the following: 1) NHL All Star Break, which we are on beginning today- its about 4 days of down time where players fly home to see families or go to exotic places for a quick little vacation. Mr. Right and I are actually heading to Cabo for a few days leaving tomorrow morning. Its a mini honey-moon of sorts. 2) NHL players celebrate something called rookie night which without giving too much information away is about two days where if you're playing well the coach frees you of skating duties and you kind of "haze" the rookies on the team- rookies foot the bill for everything. Depending on your teams locations you head off to a whole bunch of locations for this to happen. When I was with Mr. Right #1 the first time the team he played for went to Montreal and got a little crazy. This time around its a different team and location wise the boys were able to go to Vegas. One night rookie night, the other is a party and play kind of night. The girlfriends and wives often head to said location for party and play night... then stay after the guys leave and have a spa girls day. So we both spent two days in Vegas, him with the guys, one together then he left. Me with him (marriage) and the next with the girls! I'm not sure how time off works for other teams, but our team usually has Sundays off- if you've been traveling a lot or playing well you get Monday off also. If the entire team is game to travel somewhere for rookie night than they fire up the jet and head off. Its pretty common. Hope that answers your question a bit. Also, players usually are at the rink about 4-5 hours a day. Mr. Right leaves the house around 8:30 am, gets to the rink at 9, does a workout for an hour in the gym then is on the ice for 1.5 hours, post game mini work out and has some food with the team (usually they get a catered something) then comes back home naps, plays video games, plays with the dog etc. Game days are entirely different and just have a pre-game skate from about 40 minutes. Any other questions that I can help with will totally be answered!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
A fair inquiry.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
I hate ______ city
It's been a shock to my system, the whole re-learning how to live, date and love an NHLer. Sorry let me rephrase that; live, love and be married to an NHLer. I totally get why the divorce rate with athletes is so high. No its not because they randomly get liquored up and go to Vegas. Its because they play in shitty towns and go on the road for days at a time and leave there horny wives and girlfriends behind.
Broke the news to RS that I got married in Vegas. His response was pretty unexpected: "You married Mr. Right #1 even after he cheated on you; but you wouldn't take 1 step near the Vegas strip with me. I've never cheated on you babe"... correct RS you've never cheated on me for a multitude of reasons. The first being that we never really fully dated. We fuck a lot and it's hot. <---- was hot. Sorry, won't be happening again. Plus you didn't cheat on me because you wouldn't commit to me for fear of losing the chance to fuck everything with a pussy that looks in your direction. So yes RS you didn't cheat on me and if we had gotten married I'd be stuck in either a) a marriage full of sex, drugs and rock and roll or b) divorced and still fucking you, doing drugs and rockin' out... win win right? Well I guess I won't find out, because despite the way you play me and you play me hard, you bang the hell outta me- we won't be banging. I'll miss you.
If you guys were in shock about my marriage. You should have seen my mother's face via Skype when I flashed my rock and said that Mr. Right #1 and I got married. It was a mixture of pure disgust and euphoria. Followed by the question of: Are you pregnant? Is that why you did it? Yes, obviously I knew I was pregnant and thought "Hey why not completely fuck up the fetus by downing my body weight in Jose Cuervo". I've never been one to fear from speaking my mind... so no I'm not pregnant although if hubby has his way we will be soon. Doubling up on the birth control as we speak.
This post is a total ramble, but Im not used to the time difference. Its COLD. I'm horny, I have a RS trying to sext me and a husband playing a hockey game far away. My life is in turmoil and yeah I did it to myself but fuckkkkkkkk.... I need to get it together.
Broke the news to RS that I got married in Vegas. His response was pretty unexpected: "You married Mr. Right #1 even after he cheated on you; but you wouldn't take 1 step near the Vegas strip with me. I've never cheated on you babe"... correct RS you've never cheated on me for a multitude of reasons. The first being that we never really fully dated. We fuck a lot and it's hot. <---- was hot. Sorry, won't be happening again. Plus you didn't cheat on me because you wouldn't commit to me for fear of losing the chance to fuck everything with a pussy that looks in your direction. So yes RS you didn't cheat on me and if we had gotten married I'd be stuck in either a) a marriage full of sex, drugs and rock and roll or b) divorced and still fucking you, doing drugs and rockin' out... win win right? Well I guess I won't find out, because despite the way you play me and you play me hard, you bang the hell outta me- we won't be banging. I'll miss you.
If you guys were in shock about my marriage. You should have seen my mother's face via Skype when I flashed my rock and said that Mr. Right #1 and I got married. It was a mixture of pure disgust and euphoria. Followed by the question of: Are you pregnant? Is that why you did it? Yes, obviously I knew I was pregnant and thought "Hey why not completely fuck up the fetus by downing my body weight in Jose Cuervo". I've never been one to fear from speaking my mind... so no I'm not pregnant although if hubby has his way we will be soon. Doubling up on the birth control as we speak.
This post is a total ramble, but Im not used to the time difference. Its COLD. I'm horny, I have a RS trying to sext me and a husband playing a hockey game far away. My life is in turmoil and yeah I did it to myself but fuckkkkkkkk.... I need to get it together.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Failure 101
Honestly, no words can describe how sorry I am about leaving ya'll behind. My life has been in a huge tailspin since my last posting. Its been a fucking good tailspin but a tailspin nonetheless. I'm a failure in the writing category but I'll try to be better.
I can't even remember where I last left you, but after sex with the ex something clicked. In all my life I would have never foreseen being with Mr. Right #1 again. People always say that there was a reason things didn't work out the first time. That reason was about 5' 8" blond and had boobs straight out of Playboy; big and fake. My polar opposite and beyond the boobs and height she wasn't anything special. No, I don't say that because she was my arch nemesis. I'm the first to admit when another girl is pretty; I don't have issues with that. But she just wasn't that great. Yes, she ruined my cookie cutter existence so I was pre-disposed to hating her. Technicality.
Anyways, the reason I've been MIA the last few weeks is because I'm back together with the ex. I mentioned that in the last posting. Well, things went into a tailspin when we went to Vegas. People... stay away from Vegas just run in the opposite direction of it. Whoever came up with the phrase "Whatever happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" should be shot. Seriously, because I went to Vegas and I'm now officially Mrs. Right #1. Touche if you just said out loud that I'm a fucking idiot. My sentiments exactly, but I'm happy so sue me. Do I know if it will work out this go around? No. Am I right back to where I started? Yes. Did I accidentally go into a sexting frenzy with RS the same day that I said "I do" on the Vegas strip? Yes.But what's a little sexting on your wedding day when your husband actually went through with the act and ended your relationship the first go round? I'm so fucked. So, so, so, so, soooooo fucked.
Hockey players, Rock Stars, Tequila and Vegas will be the death of me. I'm sure of it. But for now my husband the NHL player is on the road and I'm staying in a bachelor pad that he shares with a team mate in a ridiculous city waiting for him to come back. Best part of being married to an NHL player is the sudden increase in my lingerie spending allowance....
I can't even remember where I last left you, but after sex with the ex something clicked. In all my life I would have never foreseen being with Mr. Right #1 again. People always say that there was a reason things didn't work out the first time. That reason was about 5' 8" blond and had boobs straight out of Playboy; big and fake. My polar opposite and beyond the boobs and height she wasn't anything special. No, I don't say that because she was my arch nemesis. I'm the first to admit when another girl is pretty; I don't have issues with that. But she just wasn't that great. Yes, she ruined my cookie cutter existence so I was pre-disposed to hating her. Technicality.
Anyways, the reason I've been MIA the last few weeks is because I'm back together with the ex. I mentioned that in the last posting. Well, things went into a tailspin when we went to Vegas. People... stay away from Vegas just run in the opposite direction of it. Whoever came up with the phrase "Whatever happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" should be shot. Seriously, because I went to Vegas and I'm now officially Mrs. Right #1. Touche if you just said out loud that I'm a fucking idiot. My sentiments exactly, but I'm happy so sue me. Do I know if it will work out this go around? No. Am I right back to where I started? Yes. Did I accidentally go into a sexting frenzy with RS the same day that I said "I do" on the Vegas strip? Yes.But what's a little sexting on your wedding day when your husband actually went through with the act and ended your relationship the first go round? I'm so fucked. So, so, so, so, soooooo fucked.
Hockey players, Rock Stars, Tequila and Vegas will be the death of me. I'm sure of it. But for now my husband the NHL player is on the road and I'm staying in a bachelor pad that he shares with a team mate in a ridiculous city waiting for him to come back. Best part of being married to an NHL player is the sudden increase in my lingerie spending allowance....
Sunday, January 2, 2011
New Year... Same Old Me
Sorry that I've been MIA for about a week; had some stuff come up and posting just wasn't possible. I've been travelling a lot for work/ personal fucking time. When I last left you, I had sex with my ex. Well I've had sex with the ex a few times since that posting.
I'm an idiot. Really there is no way around that, plain and simple. I'm an idiot. I admit it, I accept it and I'm a fucking happy little idiot so whatever.
The white flag has been waved and after 2.5 years of dating Mr. Right #1 and then breaking up with Mr. Right #1, falling in love with Mr. Right #2 and then breaking up with Mr. Right #2. Fucking an entire spectrum of pro athletes and a few rock stars because I was in the position and able too.
Now here I am day 2 of the New Year, in a state that isn't the one I live in. Possibly starting the year off with a mistake or a new beginning with an old flame. Here I am with a pro hockey player that I loved all along...
Maybe Mr. Right #1 despite all our shit has been just that. Mr. Right.
I'm so fucked.
I'm an idiot. Really there is no way around that, plain and simple. I'm an idiot. I admit it, I accept it and I'm a fucking happy little idiot so whatever.
The white flag has been waved and after 2.5 years of dating Mr. Right #1 and then breaking up with Mr. Right #1, falling in love with Mr. Right #2 and then breaking up with Mr. Right #2. Fucking an entire spectrum of pro athletes and a few rock stars because I was in the position and able too.
Now here I am day 2 of the New Year, in a state that isn't the one I live in. Possibly starting the year off with a mistake or a new beginning with an old flame. Here I am with a pro hockey player that I loved all along...
Maybe Mr. Right #1 despite all our shit has been just that. Mr. Right.
I'm so fucked.
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