What a fantastic Sunday. Played a soccer game this morning and our team won. And I only had to play half the game in the net. Once again, teammate Joe bit the bullet for the second half. Beautiful weather, but the temperature could have been a bit warmer. Will have to bone up on my sacrifices to the weather gods. Aelfheld? Any suggestions?
Later in the afternoon, my pick-up league had a game. Our side didn't fare so well in the first half, but we came back in the second half and put a few in the net. After the game, I heard one guy from the other team saying, "...and I thought you guys were going to kick our butts because you had Cory and Patrick and Cathy and a lot of the better players."
Cool! And if that didn't inflate my ego enough, I stopped at the grocery store after the game, and the butcher said, "And what can I do for you, Miss?" Tee hee hee. He called me Miss.
Drove home feeling like a high school All-American athlete rather than the starting-to-find-the-gray-hairs-worn-out-mother-of-two that I really am.
Posted by Cathy at September 28, 2003 10:10 PMSince I'm not familiar with your local fauna, I don't know what sort of selection you have available (your elk-raising neighbours probably wouldn't cotton to the idea of a loaner).
Of course, sacrifices are intended to encourage the gods to continue things in their appropriate season. I'm not sure where warmer weather in the fall would fit into things.
Posted by: aelfheld at September 29, 2003 09:32 AM