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Here’s the part where I complain about my personal life for a moment:

Okay, so we all know that I don’t have the most glamorous job around–I change the diapers of the elderly, bathe them, and put them in bed. Not that spectacular, and pretty smelly, which is why I don’t often go out after work. At least, if I do, I shower first, which means I don’t go out until 1 am, which, in Buffalo, is not late at all, but still…

ANYWAYS, because I had to work last night, and then told a coworker that I’d cover her overnight shift, I couldn’t go shopping this morning. I mean, not that I can really afford to spend my money unnecessarily, or anything… But I love shopping, and Black Friday shopping is like, the most fun ever.

So I’m a little bummed that I didn’t get to go shopping, and now I’m running on four hours of sleep, and about to get ready to head back to work. And my supervisor even had the gall to ask if I’d do another double tonight. NO THANK YOU. I have plans for tomorrow. They’re not that exciting, but it’s stuff that needs to get done. I have to go to the post office and find a box big enough to fit a Sabres jersey and a container of cookies to send to Andy, I have to make the cookies (which Kim has so kindly offered to assist), clean my room, make preparations for Sunday’s Bills/49ers’ game, and, oh yeah, WATCH THE SABRES.

And then there’s always the Sociology tests that I have to take online by the 17th, and the lab practical I have for Anatomy on Wednesday.

Yuck.

BUT BACK TO MY PURPOSE IN LIFE, TALKING ABOUT THE SABRES.

All of these videos about the boys and their Thanksgivings are just adorable.

I love how Patty’s mom lays down the law and gives him a time to be at the ‘rents house by. I also love how Jason got that sheepish smile when talking about Thanksgiving (which I think is extra cute because he still celebrates it even though his American mother and himself have lived in Canada for how long?), and how Jaro talks about his abilities to cook foul, when we all know all he really does is bite the head off, Ozzy Osbourne style. And I especially like his name pronunciation correction during the Sabres show (it’s right after the commercial).

I really think that I adore that man.

In other news, I’m really hoping Tommy is okay. Because the more effect Milan Lucic is having on this team, the less I like him, and the more inclined I am to hurting him. And I really don’t feel like going to jail anytime soon, so Tommy had best be alright. If he wants to sit out tonight, fine, okay. But not tomorrow. We need him tomorrow more than tonight, because, when it comes down to getting into the playoffs down the stretch, we’ll need divisional points more than conference points. Therefore, Montreal on Saturday is more important.

Plus, once Al comes back healthy, who sits? Danny’s supposed to be playing, so I don’t necessarily see him sitting anytime soon, and I don’t see the Sabres sending Mancari down in the near future. Well, at least they wouldn’t have any legit reason for doing so…

OH!! And to the person who found us by searching for this:

I give you your answer. Also someone found this by searching for “Adam Cari Miller.” What, did I all of a sudden marry Ryan Miller, and now we have a son named Adam? And no, for another person’s inquiring mind, I do not know the colors of the Sabres’ respective bedrooms, I do not love Maria Genero, I don’t want to ship Derek off to Maine, I’m not friends with Garnet Exelby on Facebook, I’ve never seen Daniel Briere shirtless (nor do I want to), and I’m not going to trash talk Marky Mark’s beautiful girlfriend. If you want to do that, and I suggest and beg that you don’t, go over to those trashy forums. Because I don’t have vendettas against the girls that the guys I love decided to go out with. I’m not a jealous bitch, so you’ve got no business being here if you want that (Can you tell that I can’t stand those forums, no matter how addicting they are??).

Well, kids, I have to go get ready for work. Thankfully, though, the nurse I work with is awesome and likes the Sabres, too, so I never miss a game while I’m there. I’ll post after the game if there’s something good to talk about.

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Paul: Hello?

Cari: Hey, Paul, it’s me.
Paul: Oh, hey!!  How are you?
Cari: I’m good, but Paul?  Why do you have bunny ears on?
Paul: Oh, Cari, don’t you know that Friday is Halloween?  I have to find my costume still, you know.
Cari: So what are you trying to be with that getup?  A modest cross between a Chippendales dancer and a Playboy Bunny?
Paul: How’d you guess?
Cari: It’s not that difficult…  Anyways, let me get to why I called.  Paul, are you healthy?
Paul: Well, I don’t know.  Ultimately, that’s up to Lindy.
Cari: Well, please decide, because if you or Timmy aren’t ready to play tomorrow night, and Adam does get suspended for his shenanigans–oh my God, I just thought of this, but if Adam does get suspended, who’s going to take care of the Man Children?–but if he does get suspended, we need another guy, and it had better be one of you.
Paul: Cari, we’ll have to cross that bridge when we get to it.  The NHL is quote-unquote investigating is, so…
Cari: Well, I don’t trust the NHL.  I’m hoping at most they’ll slap him with a fine, but Paul, what if?  Who would we get from Portland?  Mark?  So we can risk waiving him again?  No thank you.
Paul: Stop being such a worry wart.  You’re upsetting my aura.  Hey, where are my milk and cookies for being hurt?  I never got them.  I thought you were going to leave them on my doorstep for me?
Cari: Kim wouldn’t let me.  She said that would be crossing the line.
Paul: They’re cookies.  Cookies never cross the line.
Cari: Good to know.  But Paul?
Paul: Yes, Cari?
Cari: Hurry back, please.  And next time don’t punch people too hard.  Oh, and Paul?
Paul: Yes, Cari?
Cari: Can you tell your BFF Ryan that he’s kicking ass in the TSN Power Rankings?  And ESPN’s for that matter?
Paul: Sure.
Cari: And you didn’t tell me who would watch Danny and Clarke in the event of Adam’s absence…
Paul: Um, I don’t know for sure…  Maybe Jaro?
Cari: JARO??!!  He’d probably try to lure them into the shower room with the cookies I’d make for you and then he’d fillet them, or something.  And he’d probably hang Mr. Snuffles on a plaque above his mantle…  No, Jaro; I love you, but no.
Paul: Drew, maybe?
Cari: Are you kidding me?  Drew eats paste.
Paul: Fine.  How about I give the job to the equipment guys?
Cari: They think a taxidermic pigeon is funny.  Let me think, NO.
Paul: Well, who do you suggest then?
Cari: Yourself.  Duh.  So get healthy.
Paul: I’m working on it.
Cari: I’m going to school now.  I’ll talk to you later, okay?  Bye.
Paul: Bye…
Cari: (in a txt to Paul)  Oh, and tell Pommers I won’t see him tonight at Dave and Adam’s because I have trip preparations to commence.  And tell Petey that I’ll be listening to him on Star 102.5 tomorrow at 8:10, but I might have to turn him off for Derek.  Okay?  Thanks Paul!
FIRST OF ALL, LET ME APOLOGIZE… AGAIN.
This is becoming a trend with me, no?  I’m always apologizing to you…
Anyways, I forgot to mention this morning that Craig Rivet was at Dave and Adam’s this evening.  And before you get all excited and think that I’m going to have pictures for you, just don’t, because I don’t.  I didn’t go.  I wasn’t about to pay $20 to get him to scribble on a couple things.  I did want to make him milk and cookies, though, as Derek suggested.
(Speaking of Derek’s suggestions, SUBMIT YOUR QUESTIONS TO HIM HERE.  And if you do ask him a question, be sure to tell me what you ask him so I can totally pimp you out when he answers it.)
BUT DO YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE I DIDN’T DO???
I’ll get to that in a second.  Today, at 12:04 pm, I received this text message:
YOUR SABRES DELIVERED:  Txt your questions for winger Daniel Paille until 7 p.m. tonight to 722737 (Sabres).  Answers will be posted later on Sabres.com Txt End 2 quit

alohgalkgn;akjglajfglawjgflh how could I possibly have forgotten to come up with a good question for Danny???  I HAD 7 HOURS!!  All I could think of though was “Does Mr. Snuffles get his own seat on the airplane during roadtrips?  And who babysits him while you’re playing hockey?  And how does your fiancee feel about having to share a bed with you and Mr. Snuffles?”
Yikes…
Um, and all I have to say about the whole Adam Mair fiasco is that Chris Neil and Jarkko Ruutu are jokes, and that’s only because that’s what Adam said.  But really, I never want to be on his bad side.  Ever.  I do think he crossed the line, a bit, though, but I think a fine is sufficient.
AND CAN I JUST SAY THAT I ALREADY HAVE PLANS TO GO TO THAT FATEFUL NEXT GAME BETWEEN US AND THE SENS??!!??  SOOOOO excited!!  Tuesday January 6, 2009.  Mark it down, kids.  It’s going to be a wild and wooly one!
Oh, and before I forget (again), my new friend Caroline has started a blog (Hockey Night in Buffalo.  Amazing title, btw.), so be sure to read it, because I’m sure it’ll be fantastic.  It’s about the Sabres; how could it not be fantastic?
‘Til tomorrow.

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