![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
(no subject)
Cordelia had a soccer game yesterday. Her team lost, I think. The other team was simply really good. They passed well and were good at intercepting and stealing the ball. Cordelia's team played fairly well; they scored twice to the other teams thrice. I could tell, though, that they were outmatched.
Scott's parents came to the game. The weather was lovely, so it was a good weekend for them to come (not like that miserably cold softball game in July). After the game, we all went to Espresso Royale on Plymouth and had tea and coffee and talked. We expected football traffic to be a problem since the soccer game ended forty-five minutes before kickoff, but the roads were actually quite clear.
After Espresso Royale, we did our grocery shopping. Cordelia was going to sit in the store's coffee shop and read, but the TV was on and was, she says, quite loud. She couldn't concentrate, so she walked the store with us.
Scott's parents came to the game. The weather was lovely, so it was a good weekend for them to come (not like that miserably cold softball game in July). After the game, we all went to Espresso Royale on Plymouth and had tea and coffee and talked. We expected football traffic to be a problem since the soccer game ended forty-five minutes before kickoff, but the roads were actually quite clear.
After Espresso Royale, we did our grocery shopping. Cordelia was going to sit in the store's coffee shop and read, but the TV was on and was, she says, quite loud. She couldn't concentrate, so she walked the store with us.