Big day in my building today…it was the Office Boccia finals!
If you remember, my team did not make the finals so there was no chance of us winning the coveted Office Boccia trophy. The mini trophy next to it was for the team that came in last place, and thankfully we didn’t get that! I definitely expected to.
About 20 people came to watch the semi-finals and final game, so three games in total (the two winners from the semi-finals played each other in the final). It was pretty chaotic with two games going on at once in the same office, and balls were flying everywhere.
I roped our new intern Hannah into coming with me to cheer on the finalists. I was rooting for my friend Jessica’s team from the Coaches Association of Ontario, but sadly they lost in the semi’s.
The atmosphere was exciting, and the games were intense. I am glad my team didn’t make it to the finals. We would have been slaughtered, and it would have been embarrassing.
Each game was extremely close, and in many cases decided by less than an inch.
It was serious business.
The participants did not mess around, and measuring was necessary numerous times.
In the end, the team from Ontario Blind Sports Association (aka No BS, Eh?!) were the ultimate victors, and took home the trophy and the registration money.
(I should mention that the sets of boccia balls reside in their office…maybe a coincidence, probably not).
Anyway, such a fun lunch hour, and such a great way to break up the work day. I can’t wait for the next season of Office Boccia to start! We are stepping it up next season for sure! (I say that a lot, so we will see.)
In other news, I visited my saucy little Nana after work today.
She is so ridiculously cute. I just want to squeeze her into a million pieces.
For those of you who are new to my blog, please note that my Nana is 97 and a half (she’ll be 98 in early July!). And yes, I have to bring up her age every time I mention her, because it’s amazing! LOOK AT HER SKIN! She has no age spots! She is remarkable. And still the most positive person I know.
I have mentioned before that since my Nana has moved into a home, she doesn’t get to go shopping very often. She is very frustrated by this, because up until a few years ago she lived in midtown Toronto and had a ton of shops near her. She really misses buying things for myself and her other grandchildren, and will often save things she has somehow acquired in her home to give me (socks won at Bingo, leftover cookies from meals, other random things). It warms my heart that she still tries to take care of me.
Every year my Nana gives me a card for Valentine’s Day, but sadly this year she was unable to get out to buy one for me herself. She is a resourceful woman though, and was not about to let that stop her from getting me a card.
So here is the card she gave me this year:
At first I thought she made me a card during nursing home craft time or something.
And I’m not going to lie, I immediately pictured this scene in Happy Gilmore:
But when I opened up the card…
I saw that she probably didn’t make it herself…
Nope, she regifted a Valentine’s Day card that a child had made for her, whited out the name, and replaced it with her own name written in pen. Just so she had a card to give me.
I died. I kept a straight face, but on the inside I was absolutely dying. Ohh how I love her.
She admitted it right away, she didn’t try to pass it off like she had made the card herself or anything. That would have been weird…
But man, it was funny.
And that’s not all I got!
Cookies saved from meals!
And some money too, which was very nice. But truly I would have been fine with the card and the cookies. Made my night.
My Nana kills me. She is the best!