Cup Runneth Over

Another game on Sunday morning. Funny things, tournaments:
1. They're not about what happens on the ice, and all about the off-ice events and
2. You travel half-way across the province to play the team from next-door.

Another intense game, but the girls had reached hockey saturation level.

Jessica and I went for lunch with Kathy, loaded up the car and headed west. The battery on my pump had died running meds prior to the morning game. That, coupled with a few days in a modified routine, and what else, maybe the alignment of the planets, made the drive seem interminable.

We approached the exit to Roni's house. It would be a shame to be so close and not see R,W,K and Z, so we stopped. We had only planned on a 20-30 minute side-trip, but it was lengthened because of our 3:00 family phone call.

Back on the road, we craved the diverse music selections available in the GTA. At the top of hills, we caught a station out of Syracuse, the valleys we picked up AT40. We discovered in Belleville that the MP3 adapter couldn't be repaired.

After dinner in Oshawa, we had spent time with 2/3 of our family on this day. Always nice, but we were ready to go home.