I've spent about 10 hours at the curling club today, so I'm hurting now, but I suspect that's nothing compared to what I'll be feeling tomorrow.
It was a bit of a different bonspiel...not a seriously competitive one, with only eight teams. However, one didn't show up and a couple of teams were short players. So it ended up being something a bit different. Six teams doing a round robin. Each game was only four ends. Which worked out surprisingly well, actually.
And it has nothing to do with the fact that we went 5-0. Yes, the revamped Team Shattered Dreams is doing well this year. With a bit of help today from a couple of spares who helped out. I am, obviously, feeling pretty happy with the days results. We all played well and had fun. So all was good.
Plus there was a prize table at the end and as winners we got to have first crack. So from our glorious curling victory I have provided my woman with a sandwich maker. Because I guess that's what a man does...spends all day curling and then brings something home for his woman. Because really, who doesn't want a sandwich maker?
Well, the sandwich maker seemed like the best option. And hey, she used it to make a grilled cheese sandwich this evening. So mission accomplished.
Anyway, we had fun. That was the big thing. And barring weirdness, that's your last curling up date for the year.
1. The sickbed of Cuchulainn
2. So she's leaving - The Trews*
3. Everybody knows - Ryan Adams
4. Floorplan - Tegan and Sara
5. Let your loss be your lesson - Allison Krauss and Robert Plant