Soccer and Stuff
Aug. 14th, 2012 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
przedAnother win tonight! 4 - 5 for us! This one was hard fought and against a team with some really strong players, but we're definitely coming together. Everyone was playing hard, and there were three goals that weren't our best player scoring. One of those goals was from one of our smallest but most tenacious players. He usually plays defence, and quite well, but he happened to be in front of the net when the ball came to him and really kicked it in. And one was the result of an actual bit of coaching I did. We were taking a corner kick, and I got one of our kids who can be good but is a total loose cannon in front of the goal. Two seconds later, he'd scored!
Ros was really being tenacious on the field, in spite of the other team being entirely willing to mow down anyone in front of them, and she also debuted her brand new goalkeeper gloves. She stopped a bunch of really hard shots and only let in the one that sailed over her head.
In the weird coincidence area, both our team and the opposing team had Keiras and Judes on them. Which made it interesting for us coaches. Especially when Keira and Keira kept going up against each other.
In other news, I've been offline a lot the last few days due to extreme busyness.
We were supposed to go up to my mom's for the weekend, but the weather was lousy on Friday night and not meant to be much better the whole weekend, so we stayed in town. Which gave us the time to sort Ros' existing fall/winter clothes, and then do some back-to-school shopping to fill in the gaps. Ah, the exciting life of a mom.
The one very cool thing we did was take Ros to a screening of Bugsy Malone, which some of you might remember is a gangster/backstage musical cast entirely with kids, including Jodie Foster as a gangster's moll and Scott Baio as the title character. (It also had a ten year old Dexter Fletcher in a small but crucial role, and I totally recognized him. I am good when it comes to my favourite British character actors.)
It's a fun, wacky little movie, but the best part was Ros enjoyed it! This is big news, because she's really got it in for movies at the moment. She nearly staged a mutiny the day her daycare was taking the kids to a movie theatre because she really didn't want to go. But now she wants to give Singin' in the Rain a try when it shows in a couple of weeks, and I think that'll be right up her alley.
Ros: Does someone really sing in the rain?
Me: Yes, they do. And dance!
Ros: Yay!
We got home from the movie in time to just catch the end of the Olympics closing ceremony, but that was the crucial bit for me, and Ros. Seeing Take That on a national Canadian network was a lovely thing, and it was also awesome to see The Who in fine form. (Ros asked to watch the TT bit twice, but then she tried to get me to turn off The Who. Clearly, I now need to work on the classic rock part of her musical education.)
I didn't get to watch any more of the ceremony, because as soon as Ros went to bed, I went to work canning peaches. I've been wanting to do that for a few years now, and I finally had all the equipment, some time, and the right quantity of peaches of the right ripeness. I now have four lovely jars of peaches, but man, it takes a long time. I started at 9 p.m. and didn't get to bed until 1 a.m. If there's still peaches this week, I'm going to give peach jam a shot. Jam looks to be slightly less work than preserves. Slightly.
Ros was really being tenacious on the field, in spite of the other team being entirely willing to mow down anyone in front of them, and she also debuted her brand new goalkeeper gloves. She stopped a bunch of really hard shots and only let in the one that sailed over her head.
In the weird coincidence area, both our team and the opposing team had Keiras and Judes on them. Which made it interesting for us coaches. Especially when Keira and Keira kept going up against each other.
In other news, I've been offline a lot the last few days due to extreme busyness.
We were supposed to go up to my mom's for the weekend, but the weather was lousy on Friday night and not meant to be much better the whole weekend, so we stayed in town. Which gave us the time to sort Ros' existing fall/winter clothes, and then do some back-to-school shopping to fill in the gaps. Ah, the exciting life of a mom.
The one very cool thing we did was take Ros to a screening of Bugsy Malone, which some of you might remember is a gangster/backstage musical cast entirely with kids, including Jodie Foster as a gangster's moll and Scott Baio as the title character. (It also had a ten year old Dexter Fletcher in a small but crucial role, and I totally recognized him. I am good when it comes to my favourite British character actors.)
It's a fun, wacky little movie, but the best part was Ros enjoyed it! This is big news, because she's really got it in for movies at the moment. She nearly staged a mutiny the day her daycare was taking the kids to a movie theatre because she really didn't want to go. But now she wants to give Singin' in the Rain a try when it shows in a couple of weeks, and I think that'll be right up her alley.
Ros: Does someone really sing in the rain?
Me: Yes, they do. And dance!
Ros: Yay!
We got home from the movie in time to just catch the end of the Olympics closing ceremony, but that was the crucial bit for me, and Ros. Seeing Take That on a national Canadian network was a lovely thing, and it was also awesome to see The Who in fine form. (Ros asked to watch the TT bit twice, but then she tried to get me to turn off The Who. Clearly, I now need to work on the classic rock part of her musical education.)
I didn't get to watch any more of the ceremony, because as soon as Ros went to bed, I went to work canning peaches. I've been wanting to do that for a few years now, and I finally had all the equipment, some time, and the right quantity of peaches of the right ripeness. I now have four lovely jars of peaches, but man, it takes a long time. I started at 9 p.m. and didn't get to bed until 1 a.m. If there's still peaches this week, I'm going to give peach jam a shot. Jam looks to be slightly less work than preserves. Slightly.
