puck

going with the bf to hockey tonight.

the lone fan in the high school stands.

armed with caribou hot tea, a heated wrap (we call it "my little friend"), a blanket, and a heater from above, i will watch.

and i snicker because i am thinking about when special told me about her friend "puck."

why did they call her that?

because the boys hockey team passed her around.

true story.