Thank you all for sticking by me!! I know I've been bad about updates, but... life happens, right?
As a side note, I recently traveled to Philadelphia for the Pens game, and I wrote up a blog about it. It's posted on my personal blog (Rebel Heart) and if you click right here, it will take you to the entry. It's hilarious, and a good read!! I wrote it out like a military op!! Bah hahaha!! Give it a read, I think you'll love it*
Chapter 11 of my Sid story will be up by tomorrow night! If you haven't checked it out yet, click here! I think it's pretty good, but I'm kind of biased I suppose* lol
The next installment of Max's story will be up soon too, I'm thinking of a twist, and I hope you all stay around so I can get your comments on it!!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
December 22, 2009
Sarah stood in the kitchen, mixing bowl in hand, her arm furiously whipping around a cookie mixture of ingredients to make the perfect batter. She heard a movement upstairs and knew that her boyfriend was finally awake. It’s gotta be the smell. He seems to always know when I’m baking.
She smiled to herself and then looked down, noticing that the lumps were finally all gone and the dough was finally perfect. She had planned on doing this later, but after last night… well, she was sure he was in need of something yummy and unhealthy. Jordan had come out of the locker room last night after the game and looked… horrible. There was just no other word for it.
He’d been axed down like a tree and she’d had tears in her eyes when he went down, and had wanted nothing more than to jump onto the ice and help him. Vero and Mel had kept her from that, and then had held her hands as she watched the love of her life be helped off the ice by his teammate and trainer. At least he’d made it off that way, she thought to herself as she pulled a cookie sheet out and checked the temperature of the oven. It could’ve been worse. There could’ve been a backboard involved.
Once they’d gotten back to his place after the game, she’d tried anything and everything to make him feel better. He was so anxious to get back to Thunder Bay. And now, any photo with his family would be ‘ruined’ he said. He had laughed, however, when she promised to punch Marc and Eric so they too would have black eyes.