7-7-14
All weekends should be three days long.
We spent a lot of the weekend at Wilson Park, helping out
with the National Games. We went by there on Thursday afternoon with intentions
of helping, but they really had everything under control. It was nice to check
it out, though. We ended up spending all of Saturday there. I got to evaluate
one game, which turned out to be two great teams with wonderful sportsmanship,
so my job was easy. Later, though, there was one match that I know had at least
2 yellow cards and a lot of angry on both sides due to some questionable calls.
It got rather heated.
I did have to run home in order to print out a bunch of
flyers. They ended up deciding to have the Sunday games moved over to Columbia
Park, which really was better for everyone. It meant the staff that had been at
Wilson all week got to have a day off and the fields they were moving to were
actually in much better condition.
I also got to duck wrangle. A mama and her 5 babies ended up
on a field Ken was reffing on, so Denise and I went to go help out. The fields
were on the Crenshaw side of the park so Mama was not as close to the pond as I
would have hoped, but we did get her and mama at least near the bushes so she
could hide her babies and transport them behind the scenes instead of down the
walkway where there were dogs and people. We considered actually catching them
but I told everyone it wasn’t necessary. Mama would keep them safe, we just
needed to let them be.
There was one serious injury while we were there. They had
to even call in an ambulance. Poor kid!
Aside from that, the rest of the day went pretty well. The boys were
bored much of the day, but that was really on them. They had their iPads and a
soccer ball and let’s face it, a giant park. They just kind of chose to be cranky
at times.
They were most likely tired since the 4th was the
night before. We all went down to our normal spot in Redondo Beach. We took
both pups knowing that Luna doesn’t seem to give a crap about fireworks and
Lily was better off with us. I am happy that my cats don’t really seem to mind
the fireworks, but I am guessing it helps that we live in a neighborhood that
doesn’t seem to set off as many right next to us.
I enjoyed walking around people watching. Ken, Dax, my dad
and Matt and I wandered around by Seaside Lagoon and then back around by the
pier. The pups got a lot of attention, which made me all kinds of proud.
The boys played a fun ring toss game in which Ken was
tossing on of the glow sticks in a circle at them and they would try to catch
it. They had a blast with that. The fireworks were good and Lily seemed to feel
safest with Dax. I know she was thrilled when they were done.
On Saturday evening after being at the field all day, we
veged out. Andrea happened to be coming home from work and passed the house and
stopped for a visit. It was very cool! She hung out for a couple hours where we
got to chit chat. We decided she needs to come by more often. She does just live down the street.
Friday morning did result in a bucket of bones. Ken
completed the excavation of Smack’s grave site and we now have brought him
home. Bobby is hell bent on somehow connecting the bones together like they do
in museums. Not sure how feasible that is, but I suppose it might be
interesting.
Brandy had unblocked me for a bit on Facebook, which I found
interesting for various reasons. I then noticed on Sunday that she had
reblocked me. My best guess right now is that she got her panties in a bunch
over the fact that she still reads this and was upset that we would dig up
bones. Of course, she has been known to come up with even more trivial reasons
to hate me, so I guess it will be a mystery for now.
Today starts my week of free time. I did a ton of housework
yesterday which means today I can stop by Target on my way home. I figure I did my chores, and really all that
is left is laundry, which can wait until after a kid free shopping trip. Yay!
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