Just Like Yard Work. Except Not.
I can count the number of times that Mr. Husband and I have agreed on Saturday plans on one ha . . . actually, I don't need a hand. We don't ever wake up in full agreement of what needs to be done that day. We just don't. But, this past weekend, we were 100% united in our mission, fully ready to work together, looking forward to collaborating, and found this in the back yard:
That's an almost-pond surrounded by a mud pit. While our agreed-upon goal was to finish building a pond in the back yard, we kinda sorta were thinking we would add the water after we had finished digging it out, put a liner in, and maybe had set up the water fall. But, hey! At least now we know why our back yard frequently impersonates a swamp! That's some amazing drainage we have going on there.
Anyway.
Once we realized there Team Build-a-Pond was not going to be moving in to action, we decided to do something so exactly the same that really it's like a synonym or something. We went to a roller derby match.
Which, um, ZOMG! Roller derby!
There were girls kicking ass, some epic name-calling, a whole lot of sweat, a few calls to the EMTs, and that's just the stuff that would have happened in our back yard if we had gotten to work on that pond. See? Roller derby = yard work.
Beyond that, there was some fast-moving craziness that has me convinced that I need to make friends with every single member of Steel Hurtin'. Because they probably could all kick my ass. And then eat me for lunch. This extremely hawt and super-nice young woman especially could take me out:
(Looky! Looky! Looky who got to practice panning and kinda almost figured it out! </end camera dork moment>)
That's Snot Rocket. We're friends now, and stuff.
(Photo by @awander--That's @JMWander, Snot Rocket, me, and some random kid I picked up while I was David Conrad hunting during halftime.) (Could I do any more name-dropping? Hmm. Yes, I could. I ran into @ZPAwoman and her "magical" purse at one point and @ScareHouseScott was there, too. Who, btw, is training to be a spy in his next life. Proof.)
Despite the look on Alexis' face in that photo, she had A BLAST. The shenanigans ran about 30 minutes longer than would have been ideal for her schedule, but she still hung in there. She followed it up by spending about an hour this morning trying to convince me that we need to go watch Roller Derby again. Right. That. Second.
Alas, she will have to wait a month or so for the next match.
In the meantime, I plan to have sweet dreams about what the Steel Hurtin' could do to a few Disney Princesses in a roller derby match. Yes, indeed.
(Big thanks to Scott for the invite!)
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Reader Comments (12)
Cool! I wanna go to that sometime. At least once anyway.
Go Pens! (from my daughter)
Glad to hear that everyone had such a good time! I expect to see you waving a "Raging Rag" and/or swinging a cowbell the next time....
@Scott--I NEED a cowbell. Really, really, really need one. I just have to figure out how to keep it out of the hands of She Who Will Make Me Insane With It.
Yes, I do have a magical purse but it has been confiscated by my daughter. LOL I don't know whether to be scared or proud. Raising girls is tough sometimes. Enjoy the times with innocent Alexis they grow up to fast.
Wait. Can I come next time?
I am so bummed I didn't get a chance to show up. Not only do I enjoy the derby (and it's definitely a "more the merrier" experience), but I would have had a chance to say hello to you in person!
I've actually been considering joining a roller derby team. Have chatted with 2 different teams now and am still working on if I think I could pull it off, but I am def top notch on a pair of roller skates, lol. I was even on a speed skating team when I was a wee lass!
Now...what would my name be???? Hmmm...
Seriously, I thought that picture of your yard looked suspiciously like a dinosaur footprint. LIke you were going to finish the post with a picture of a T-Rex helping you "dig" your pond...Of course, those roller derby girls could CLEARLY take on a T-Rex - and probably not even break a sweat!
Wait, I thought that was just something Drew B. did in a movie? Roller Derby really exists? I am so out of the loop:P
I have to go to a match sometime. Em would love it.
This whole post started off making me think your house must be like prison detail. There is work to do every Saturday? Yikes! Then it went to a better place with Roller Derby. I don't even have words. I have no idea where this awesome sport is still happening, but I bet it is fun to watch.
The Steel City Derby Demons play out our way quite often. Come 'aut East.