Bloglander

Let me break the ice between you and I. Your radiant beauty lights up the
arena on game night as you stand on your pedestal where the masses delight
at your sight. I get a program and find my seat, my heart is still racing
from my brief exposure to your icy goodness. As the game plays out I hang
on the edge of my seat begging for a time out so that I can see you
effortlessly glide onto the ice, rocking to and fro as you clear the deck
for another round in your home team jersey. I find myself lost in your
slide down the bench as my heart returns from the fantasyland where you and
I are Icing pucks at each other and laughing from the hat trick you just
pulled on me. Ice skooper girl, I raise my beer to you! It's my happy place
and you are in it.