Warning: Another long blog post ahead!
Here we are; the 2nd anniversary of Psycho Lady Hockey (and Wayne Gretzky’s 50th birthday blah blah blah)! Who would have thought that I wouldn’t get sick of writing this damn site after two years? Not me, that’s for sure. I’m also sure a lot of you were hoping I would have disappeared by now instead of making everyone continue to read my “self-centred” life story as it pertains to hockey… And these specific people are going to really hate this blog post!! Last season, I sent Bambi to Detroit for a Redwings game to celebrate our first anniversary in style. This year, instead of doing some token “best of” blog post summarizing everything that has happened in the last twelve months, I decided instead to open up “somewhat” about some of the other areas of my life. Some would say I really put myself out there when I post on this site. I guess that’s sort of true, but I’ve never really felt like I was “too” revealing until today! In the past I’ve shared a lot, but it all pertained to my life in hockey. In this post I’ve forced myself to reveal some things that maybe I shouldn’t be revealing. This is the first blog post I have ever written that has made me nervous to publish. I compiled this list of random facts as a way to answer some of the questions I get all the time, but I also injected a few extra factoids that popped into my head in the writing process. Enjoy the random trivia while discovering first hand why Psycho Lady is the only nickname that fits me! P.S. Welcome to the terrible twos!
Birthday: Stanley Cup season (June 2)! 3 days after the Oilers defeated the Flyers in the Finals. Another random fact: mother discovered she was preggers with me on October 7th. So, I was made at the start of the hockey season, and I was born at the end (3.5 weeks early) –must be destiny!
Age: Got a sweet cell plan when I got back from Asia because the guy at Bell thought I was 17 years old. Actual age: 25.
Stars: I was born a Gemini, and I mean A GEMINI. With my love of playing dress up, and being downright batty, most people will come out and ask me if I’m a Gemini within the first few minutes of meeting me. Watch out, Libra! You’re my perfect match! Purrrrrr.
Lucky Number: Wore the #8 while growing up playing competitive sports.
Origin: Germany. Very few members of my family were actually born in Canada, but I’m as Canadian as they come.
Hood: Did you know that Jim Balsillie is my parents’ neighbour? And to answer your follow up question, no, I had nothing to do with him trying to uproot the Coyotes…or did I????
Current Location: Limbo. *sigh*
Heritage Fun Fact #1: Although I’d probably win an award for girl least likely to act like a princess, my blood runs blue on my mother’s side where the family held the title of Marquis in Spain.
Heritage Fun Fact #2: Descended from Canadian historical figure, General James P. Wolfe, on my father’s side. You’re welcome, Don Cherry.
Daddy Issues (?): While in Korea, I connected with my biological father whom I have never met. And, yes, I began the conversation with, “Hi, you might remember me from the day you signed my birth certificate.”
Education: While getting my degree from the University of Toronto, I accidentally ended up with a Minor in Sexual Diversity due to my constant infatuation with taking sex electives.
Career: When I was 2-3 years old I wanted to be a doctor to help the ghosts in my mother’s haunted apartment. My attention later turned to being a spy, and baseball player. I would currently call myself a Professional Nomad.
Physical Abnormalities: My hips are double-jointed. Calm down. I had to wear things in my shoes when I was 3, so I’d walk straight. It’s a sad story. People also comment on the smallness of my hands and the strange colour of my eyes. I thought they were just brown?
Birth Marks (?): My mother apparently enjoyed biting me while I was an infant. I have a suspicious looking mark on the back of my upper thigh, which just happens to resemble teeth marks. Birth mark or maternal love? No one knows.
Often Mistaken For: Britney Spears. I know. I have no idea why either – must be the crazy.
Why My Life Could Be A Horror Flick: In 2006, after experiencing an on-going physical health problem, I was finally referred to an exorcist when specialists were baffled at not being able to find the source of the problem. No lie, an exorcist! Ask me about that sometime…
Craziest Theory: No, it’s not the Arizona Prophecy. I once theorized that if I was a reincarnation of anyone, it would have to be the Marquis de Sade of France. That would be some karmic payback, eh? If he got reincarnated with a vagina, I mean. The basis for this lunacy is that we share a birthday, and I strangely referred to feathers as quills when I first learned to talk. Oddly, in 2000, Philip Kaufman directed a movie about the Marquis, which was entitled, Quills. And do you know who was in that movie? Joaquin Phoenix! Arizona Connection! There you have it, folks, mystery solved LOL!
Psychotic Trio: Despite the obvious difference in hair colour, the only other physical difference between the three is that Bambi’s bra is two cup sizes bigger. (How’s that possible?) Ask Victoria’s Secret how LOL! Although, I don’t really buy that she’s actually an E cup!
Surprising Fact: I’ve never been diagnosed as clinically insane! Shock of the century!
The Food Section:
Weirdest Thing That’s Been In My Mouth: Boiled Caterpillars (Korea). What? Did you think I was going to say, “A Chicago Blackhawk?” That’s not weird…
Desert Island Food: Beef jerky. Seriously, I could live off that stuff. So un-lady like!
Addictions: Rockstar Energy Drinks. Still not sure why I am not being paid to endorse them yet!
Most Likely To Order On A Date: Oysters, Chicken Wings (yup, I’m not afraid to go there), Poutine, or Alligator.
Most Likely To Drink On A Date: Sangria, Bourbon Sour, or Molson 67 (quiet, it’s only 67 calories!).
Dislikes: Any Jello flavour that isn’t red, tomatoes, and mushrooms.
Ice Cream Flavours: Cinnamon, Banana, Peanut Butter Oreo, Super Kid (Yes, I still order it every time I go to Laura Secord), and Roasted Marshmallow.
Favourite Restaurants: El Sol (Toronto), Buddakan (Philadelphia), Nobu (New York), Southern Accent (Toronto), Namaskar (Ulsan), Neptune (Boston), Lotus Tea House (Waterloo), Cracker Barrel (USA), and Shayne Corson’s Tappo (Toronto).
If We’re Ordering Pizza You Better Like: Hot peppers, pineapple, green olives, and some type of meat (chicken, pepperoni, or bacon)…or else!
Love & XXX:
Status: Single or as I would call it, “Too weird to take home to mother.”
Loves of My Life: I’ve had three cars, Boysie (2002-2006), Lupie (2006-2009), and Lynxie (2009-Present). All three were given hockey names. Try to figure out the connections!
Worldwide: I have lived on 3 continents, and not the same three continents that I have “been on” in the Continent Challenge. What can I say, I’ve never been to Australia, but I love the “exports.”
Kills: Contrary to legend, only 50% have been hockey players. What? I was in Korea…
Ideal Mate: 6’0”-6’2,” male, crazy, non-smoker, and not a douche bag. I’m very particular about height. I equate shortness with clinginess, and too tallness with an inability to be easily dominated. Tee hee.
The Music Section:
Love Song: When I was small I only watched Much Music, and the occasional episode of Sesame Street. I wanted to marry Jon Bon Jovi until the age of 5, when I likely surpassed him in height.
Instruments: Grew up playing piano until high school when I changed music teachers and didn’t care for the new broad’s methods of teaching.
Bands That Have Graduated To My All Time Faves List*: Nine Inch Nails, Guns N’ Roses, Metallica, Duran Duran, Arctic Monkeys, The Tragically Hip, and new inductee, Muse.
Guilty Pleasures*: Erasure, Heart, 80’s Music, Britney Spears, Lady Gaga, songs with naughty lyrics, and the odd Nickelback song (ekk)!
Phases: Peter Gabriel (Age 0-3), Bon Jovi (Age 3-5), The Monkees (Age 5-7), Erasure (Age 7-12), Adam Ant (Age 12-13), and Guns N’ Roses (Age 13-14). Then I grew out of music phases and got addicted to hockey instead.
Current Must Have Road Trip Selections*: My Morning Jacket, Muse, The Temper Trap, Cut Copy, Duran Duran, Phoenix, She Wants Revenge, Erasure, Hot Chip, New Order, Metallica, Aerosmith, Shinedown, and KPop. Now you can make your very own Psycho Hockey Road Trip Playlist!
*Not a comprehensive list.
First Hockey Game: Hartford Whalers vs. Toronto Maple Leafs. It was a great night at Maple Leaf Gardens. Leafs won!
First Hockey Road Trip: Milwaukee, Wisconsin (January 2005). It was the NHL Lockout, so supporting the AHL seemed like a good idea, and what better place to start than with the Calder Cup defending Champs? I saw the Admirals host the Hamilton Bulldogs and the San Antonio Rampage on what would be the first trip of many.
First Hockey Jersey: Felix Potvin (Leafs). He was the first star of the game the night I got it!
Most Embarrassing Hockey Moment: My neck was covered in the biggest hickeys you’ve ever seen the night before a Milwaukee Admirals game. I was slathered in make-up and Polysporin, but was nevertheless overly paranoid being under the bright lights of the Bradley Center the next day.
Most Dedicated Hockey Moment: Skipped several university exams to attend games claiming a variety of things like a death in the family, to illness, to being stranded in Boston due to extreme weather conditions. Stay in school, kids!
Most Unfortunate Hockey Moment: Puking my guts out at a Panthers game at BankAtlantic Center. I managed to see the warm up that night, then I went to the doctor’s office, sprawled out on the floor of the platinum lounge, and actually died.
Most Memorable Hockey Moment: Umm…can’t use that one….errr…ummmm perhaps the Mystical Six Game Road Trip that I’m still trying to rebuild my life after.
Top 3 Favourite NHL Rinks: #1Toronto, #2 Phoenix, #3 Chicago.
Top 3 Most Visited NHL Rinks: #1 Toronto, #2 Philadelphia, #3 Buffalo
Top 3 Hockey Movies: #1 Slap Shot, #2 Youngblood, #3 Bon Cop, Bad Cop
Favourite NHL Team: I love ‘em all, but I’ll always have a soft spot for the Leafs being a Toronto girl.
Random Fact: Wore a Hockey Canada shirt AND hat on the Great Wall of China. A cardboard cutout of Sean Avery was also present.
Another Random Fact: Although it would be another two months before I packed up and moved to Toronto, I was in town for the 2002 Entry Draft at the Air Canada Centre. At the last minute I was invited to go, but finally declined on the sole basis that I was wearing a red dress that day. I had just turned 17, so I still had those ridiculous rules about what one should or should not wear in a hockey environment. Instead I watched the Draft on TV like a sucker, and to this day I have not gone to a Draft anywhere. Fast track to the 2009-10 NHL season, and I would be spotted wearing a red dress at Madison Square Garden to see the Rangers take on the Coyotes.
Hockey Superstitions: I try to wear something red, and not miss the warm up. Note: If my shirt isn’t red, that means the red is somewhere else on my body WINK!
Hockey OCD: What began as trying to establish a trail so credit card companies wouldn’t flip and freeze my cards for using them in the States, is now just a force of habit. I will not stop filling up my car unless the last digit of the price is a 0 or a 5. I also round up all bills at restaurants, so I leave some pretty strange tips.
Next Destination: The question most of you had was in regards to where I was going next, or if I was coming back to a certain rink. Right now I’m playing everything by ear, but I have set a goal for myself to hit the three western Canadian rinks before the end of this season! Watch out!