smacky and bucky

Last night at 6 p.m. the boy was sitting down to dinner when I received a text: "We have 2 extra tix for tonight's Caps game. Wanna go?" Laura and I debated it for a few minutes and she's the one who ultimately said, "Let's do it!"

By 6:30 we were in front of the Verizon Center meeting our friends with the tickets.

He had a great time! So much visual stimulation. He flirted with lots of women, who all swooned. He danced to the music (including Ozzy screaming "Make Some Noise") and waved to every usher we passed. He ate popcorn and peanuts and drank a big cup of milk.

We left at at the end of the second period, after running into some other friends and catching up. We beat all the traffic out and got home in time... to see the Caps lose in overtime. Oh well. That part didn't matter!