Play-off Beards

Last night, Boston's Bruins beat Toronto's Maple Leafs.

Mr. S., who often mocks my own sports gods beliefs,

Has got his own superstition which is pretty weird;

He, like many hockey fans, has grown a play-offs beard.

I think it looks kinda sexy but could use a trim.

"You can't touch a play-offs beard," he scoffed when I asked him.

Which is rather problematic, since our eldest son

Starts his new job Monday and he's also growing one.

Will his new employers understand or will they think;

"This guy looks like he could not be bothered?" That would stink.

Boston's first game against Tampa's not 'til Saturday...

My guys may not shave 'til June if we go all the way!

Mr. S., who is the boss, can get away with that

But our son might find himself in H.R. for a chat.

If he's lucky, his new boss will be a Bruins' fan -

One who's understanding of the play-offs shaving ban.

Pretty Lies

 

I just bought new clothes... They're in a size I haven't worn

Since the days of long ago; before our sons were born.

It's the size I wore before I dated Mr. S.

Clothing sizes changed a lot in 30 years, I guess.

Please don't get me wrong!  I must admit, it was a thrill

When the zipper on the khakis zipped... But, even still!

This is not the body that I had when this size fit

Even if you factor in the saggy, aging bit.

Clothing manufacturers tell us a fairy tale

Easily disproven by the household's bathroom scale.

30 years ago, this size would not get past these hips.

('though that fact may not prevent some future shopping trips.)

Which, of course, is why they do it - tell us pretty lies.

It's more fun to purchase clothing in a smaller size.

But, I'll bet you anything, if I had vintage pants

In this size, the zipper on them wouldn't stand a chance.

Dear Mother Nature... Really?

 

More than half way through the month of April and it's cold!

We had snow this morning...  Winter's getting pretty old.

Don't know how much more of cold and rainy I can take.

I've  grown really sick of it.  I need a little break.

Somewhere warm and sunny - near an ocean - would be nice.

Margaritas on the beach?  Don't need to ask me twice.

It's not gonna happen but a girl can always dream...

Still, if I don't see the sun tomorrow I will scream.

The Boston Red Sox Home Opener - 2018

(A more appropriate sport for current conditions at Fenway Park.)

Red Sox' Opener's today...  They're home at Fenway Park,

Where the wind chill feels like it's below the freezing mark.

Fans will bundle up in layers and make a joyous sound

When the Red Sox take the field and Price steps on the mound.

I refuse to make predictions about who will win;

('though we've started 5 and 1) it's still a sports gods' sin.

It is much too early to risk jinxing anything...

Up here, where the Red Sox play, it isn't even spring.

They're predicting snow tomorrow - Saturday, as well.

After that they say we'll have a lengthy, chilly spell.

At the rate that temps are falling down on Yawkey Way

We should just delay the Red Sox. Let the Bruins play.