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Sep. 29th, 2014 12:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckOne thing I forgot to mention about Saturday-- The lock on the front driver's side of the car jammed. It wouldn't open no matter what Scott did. That means that, to get in and out of the car, he has to climb over to the passenger side. We'll have to get it fixed. Goodness knows how much that's going to cost, and it may mean that all the locks are going to go. They're all the same age.
Yesterday morning, Cordelia and I went for brunch with some out of town friends. They picked us up on their way into town, and I navigated us to the other side of town to Joe's Original House of Pancakes where we met up with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
booniverse and her husband. The couple in from out of town had their baby with them. She's eight or nine months old and at an age where she's delighted to meet new people. Cordelia adored her. The baby was the big reason Cordelia didn't raise a fuss over being dragged out with all those adults.
We got home around 12:30, just in time for when our ride to the soccer game was supposed to arrive. They came late, so we had time for Cordelia to put on her shin guards and cleats. I should have taken the time to dig out the sunscreen or my hat-- I ended up with a bit of a burn on my face.
The game was, according to Cordelia, fun. Cordelia's team lost by four or five goals. They never did manage to score. The coaches were happy when they came close and when they managed to slow down the other team's offense. Cordelia, as she prefers, played defense exclusively.
Another family gave us a ride home. The kids in that family go to Cordelia's school, coming across town to do it. We got home a little before 3:00, and both Cordelia and I were glad of a chance to stop moving for a little while.
When Scott came home from work, he called me from the driveway so that Cordelia and I could grab the library bag and come out, saving him from having to climb out and back into the car. He stayed in the car at the library and again when we stopped for bubble tea. I had twenty two books to pick up. A lot of holds had come in all at once. I'm giving priority to the things that can't be renewed, and the majority of these things are graphic novels that ought to be relatively quick reads, but I suspect I won't finish everything.
Scott went out for propane after dropping me and Cordelia at home. When he came home, he showered pretty quickly (for him) and then plank grilled some salmon. We have enough of that left, with the leftover chicken from last week, to make dinner tonight. I may suggest salads, but that may be more work than I want to do on a night when I have a 6:00 meeting.
Dinner tomorrow will likely be grilled crab legs (there was a good sale on Saturday). Wednesday and Thursday are problems because we'll be pressed for time due to Cordelia's sports practices. I can cover one night with potstickers, but I'm at a loss for what to do the other night. There will likely be enough potstickers leftover to feed Cordelia; it's feeding me and Scott that's the challenge.
Yesterday morning, Cordelia and I went for brunch with some out of town friends. They picked us up on their way into town, and I navigated us to the other side of town to Joe's Original House of Pancakes where we met up with
booniverse and her husband. The couple in from out of town had their baby with them. She's eight or nine months old and at an age where she's delighted to meet new people. Cordelia adored her. The baby was the big reason Cordelia didn't raise a fuss over being dragged out with all those adults.We got home around 12:30, just in time for when our ride to the soccer game was supposed to arrive. They came late, so we had time for Cordelia to put on her shin guards and cleats. I should have taken the time to dig out the sunscreen or my hat-- I ended up with a bit of a burn on my face.
The game was, according to Cordelia, fun. Cordelia's team lost by four or five goals. They never did manage to score. The coaches were happy when they came close and when they managed to slow down the other team's offense. Cordelia, as she prefers, played defense exclusively.
Another family gave us a ride home. The kids in that family go to Cordelia's school, coming across town to do it. We got home a little before 3:00, and both Cordelia and I were glad of a chance to stop moving for a little while.
When Scott came home from work, he called me from the driveway so that Cordelia and I could grab the library bag and come out, saving him from having to climb out and back into the car. He stayed in the car at the library and again when we stopped for bubble tea. I had twenty two books to pick up. A lot of holds had come in all at once. I'm giving priority to the things that can't be renewed, and the majority of these things are graphic novels that ought to be relatively quick reads, but I suspect I won't finish everything.
Scott went out for propane after dropping me and Cordelia at home. When he came home, he showered pretty quickly (for him) and then plank grilled some salmon. We have enough of that left, with the leftover chicken from last week, to make dinner tonight. I may suggest salads, but that may be more work than I want to do on a night when I have a 6:00 meeting.
Dinner tomorrow will likely be grilled crab legs (there was a good sale on Saturday). Wednesday and Thursday are problems because we'll be pressed for time due to Cordelia's sports practices. I can cover one night with potstickers, but I'm at a loss for what to do the other night. There will likely be enough potstickers leftover to feed Cordelia; it's feeding me and Scott that's the challenge.
