More soccer games this weekend. The Silver Bandits are in the tournament, so they had to play two games on Saturday. My daughter was appalled. Two games in one day? What, were they trying to kill them?!
Both games were close, and the teams well matched. They won the first and then tied the next in the final seconds of the game. Before their second game my daughter’s team experienced their first pre-game psych. The other team had a chant they took to with great vigor. I didn’t recognize it, but I can tell you it did make promises along the lines of ‘we will crush you to the ground.’ Very exciting and certainly new territory for the U9 games I’ve been attending. (Turns out that team took the chant a bit literally as they were all elbows and shoves, so I’m thinking they might need to rework some of the verbiage for a more sportsmanlike game.)
After the game, my daughter (I’m just going to call her Honey for now) was a little down. I said, “They were a tough team, weren’t they?” and she replied in a confidential tone, “Yes they were. And Mummie – before the game, they were saying some not very nice things about us, and we could hear them.”
On Sunday our great friends came over to dinner. We made butternut squash soup and served it out of a pumpkin. I thought Honey was going to have a heart attack, she was so excited. We served the soup with pasta, chicken, roasted tiny cubes of zucchini and parsnip, and toasted pumpkin seeds. The idea was that you could put any or all of the fillings in the soup, or have the soup plain with the pasta on the side. I like meals you can tailor a bit to suit your appetite. Joan made a beautiful salad with pomegranate seeds and these fantastic little green pumpkin seeds. It was delicious.
Now we’re only a couple days away from Halloween and am I finished with the snowflake fairy costume? I think you know the answer to that.
