Lando
It doesn't happen often, but today it has happened. Your Dad has said I am not allowed to. . .
call him at work. Yep. I can't call your Dad to work, until we get "THE CALL." I won't make that "mistake" again. Okay, I tried calling him today, knowing he might think something different, but I was calling for a good reason. So here's what happened. . .
As you know, your Dad LOVES hockey. Last season we went to a Rockford AHL game in Peoria (so Chicago's AHL team vs St. Louis' AHL team) with Craig and Jennie. We thought this year all four (or more) of us would go to see the Blackhawks play the Blues in St. Louis this season. (Tickets are cheaper and easier to get.) Well, we don't know when we will be traveling to get you and today Jennie gave birth to the beautiful Avalon Grace, so this plan is on hold. Happy Birthday Ava!!!! Lando, Han Solo has arrived.
So over the summer your Dad said he would be okay not seeing a Blackhawk game live. (I knew it hurt him to say that.) So I thought, why not look at tickets for a Saturday game, just to see. When I went to the site, I saw THE game that would be the one to go to, if we went. Saturday, October 15 at 7:30 pm. Blackhawks vs Bruins. I told myself, if you can't get tickets for this game, it isn't meant to happen. I clicked on the second cheapest tickets, "no exact matches found." So I went all out, silently yelling at myself, and clicked "best available." Score. Standing room only tickets. Standing room only tickets? Can I stand for three 20 minute periods plus the intermissions? Yes, I can and I will do it eating ice cream. (Lando, your Mom has a love of ice cream. Your Dad thinks I am crazy, but I see nothing wrong eating ice cream when there is snow on the ground.)
So Lando, this is where your Dad's statement of not being able to call him at work comes into play. I wanted to let him know how awesome of a wife I was. I knew I could text him, but I wanted to hear the joy in his voice to hear we had Blackhawk vs. Bruins tickets. So I called his cell phone. Voicemail. So I called his direct line, I got Moses.
I asked him if your Dad was available, he wasn't. So I asked Moses if he could like your Dad know how great his wife was, to feel free to make him think it was "THE CALL," and then tell him about the hockey tickets. So Moses emailed your Dad telling him, "Your wife is phenomenal." When your Dad got off the phone he went to talk to Moses and see what the call was about. Moses didn't play with your Dad, he just told him. (Your Dad thinks Moses could see the "excitement" in his face, but your Dad's teammates enjoyed the game.) Your Dad immediately texted "not funny to call" and "awesome" to me. I think he is happy about getting the tickets. So where will we be on October 15th?
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It doesn't happen often, but today it has happened. Your Dad has said I am not allowed to. . .
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So Lando, this is where your Dad's statement of not being able to call him at work comes into play. I wanted to let him know how awesome of a wife I was. I knew I could text him, but I wanted to hear the joy in his voice to hear we had Blackhawk vs. Bruins tickets. So I called his cell phone. Voicemail. So I called his direct line, I got Moses.
I asked him if your Dad was available, he wasn't. So I asked Moses if he could like your Dad know how great his wife was, to feel free to make him think it was "THE CALL," and then tell him about the hockey tickets. So Moses emailed your Dad telling him, "Your wife is phenomenal." When your Dad got off the phone he went to talk to Moses and see what the call was about. Moses didn't play with your Dad, he just told him. (Your Dad thinks Moses could see the "excitement" in his face, but your Dad's teammates enjoyed the game.) Your Dad immediately texted "not funny to call" and "awesome" to me. I think he is happy about getting the tickets. So where will we be on October 15th?
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