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Nov. 3rd, 2011 11:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckWe had three sporting events over the weekend, one soccer game and two basketball game. The soccer game was fairly miserable. It started at nine, and it was in the thirties the whole time. I think the girls had fun, but everybody was glad when it was over, and nobody hung around long.
The basketball games were the first of the season. We thought Delia's team (the Poison Frogs) had a good chance with the first game-- The other team only had five players, so they couldn't substitute players to let the girls rest. Unfortunately for Delia's team, one of the girls on the other team was spectacularly good, just amazing. The other team's strategy was to keep giving her the ball as often as possible. It worked.
The second game was closer. The Poison Frogs lost because they screwed up twice. Once, one of the girls on the team made a basket for the other team (they'd switched sides at half time, and she was confused about where she was supposed to be going), and once, the entire team thought they were supposed to be at the other end of the court and left a girl from the other team to make attempt after attempt completely uninterrupted. If not for those two baskets, it would have been a tie.
Delia says she likes basketball better than soccer, and she certainly seems to be less fearful of the ball when playing basketball. We suspect that it helps that she can actually get possession of the ball from time to time. In soccer, she rarely gets close to the ball.
Monday, Scott called in sick. He considered the odds of being required to work overtime too high (it was almost a certainty) and didn't want to miss taking Delia out for trick or treating. He made her costume, and he really wanted to see it. (Plus, all our potential ways of getting Delia out trick or treating without him had drawbacks. I couldn't do it because I can't walk that far, and the two other families we asked were either starting late or ending early.) Delia went as Toph from Avatar: the Last Airbender. It was in the forties, so she must have been freezing, but she didn't seem to notice. We did make her wear shoes even though Toph wouldn't.
Scott being home was an advantage. Delia's six month dentist's appointment was Monday afternoon, and his presence simplified things considerably. We took Delia out for lunch at the Brown Jug (for that, she only missed lunch at school) and then to the dentist. We even got her back to school with a bit more than an hour left in the day. She has a filling that's come out, so she and I will be going back again on Monday. I'll have to figure out lunch that day because she'll have to miss it in order to get to the dentist on time, and I don't know whether or not we'll have time to buy lunch in town. Unfortunately, Delia won't eat a packed lunch. We haven't been able to find foods to pack that she likes.
Last night was Scott's Babylon 5 game. That game is something like ninety-five percent of my face to face adult interaction. All the rest is encounters at school while I wait for Delia in the afternoons. Well, I suppose there are the occasional gatherings of Scott's family. Those count, too. Still the B5 game is a considerable chunk of my social life.
During last night's session, our characters came close to utter disaster. We infiltrated a base that proved to be a lot bigger than we could handle. We found out the hard way, as we were fleeing in our ship, that they had warships. We were saved by a GM ex machina when a bigger, friendly warship appeared. We've now picked up further scary clues as to what's going on around us. What we can do about it remains to be seen.
The basketball games were the first of the season. We thought Delia's team (the Poison Frogs) had a good chance with the first game-- The other team only had five players, so they couldn't substitute players to let the girls rest. Unfortunately for Delia's team, one of the girls on the other team was spectacularly good, just amazing. The other team's strategy was to keep giving her the ball as often as possible. It worked.
The second game was closer. The Poison Frogs lost because they screwed up twice. Once, one of the girls on the team made a basket for the other team (they'd switched sides at half time, and she was confused about where she was supposed to be going), and once, the entire team thought they were supposed to be at the other end of the court and left a girl from the other team to make attempt after attempt completely uninterrupted. If not for those two baskets, it would have been a tie.
Delia says she likes basketball better than soccer, and she certainly seems to be less fearful of the ball when playing basketball. We suspect that it helps that she can actually get possession of the ball from time to time. In soccer, she rarely gets close to the ball.
Monday, Scott called in sick. He considered the odds of being required to work overtime too high (it was almost a certainty) and didn't want to miss taking Delia out for trick or treating. He made her costume, and he really wanted to see it. (Plus, all our potential ways of getting Delia out trick or treating without him had drawbacks. I couldn't do it because I can't walk that far, and the two other families we asked were either starting late or ending early.) Delia went as Toph from Avatar: the Last Airbender. It was in the forties, so she must have been freezing, but she didn't seem to notice. We did make her wear shoes even though Toph wouldn't.
Scott being home was an advantage. Delia's six month dentist's appointment was Monday afternoon, and his presence simplified things considerably. We took Delia out for lunch at the Brown Jug (for that, she only missed lunch at school) and then to the dentist. We even got her back to school with a bit more than an hour left in the day. She has a filling that's come out, so she and I will be going back again on Monday. I'll have to figure out lunch that day because she'll have to miss it in order to get to the dentist on time, and I don't know whether or not we'll have time to buy lunch in town. Unfortunately, Delia won't eat a packed lunch. We haven't been able to find foods to pack that she likes.
Last night was Scott's Babylon 5 game. That game is something like ninety-five percent of my face to face adult interaction. All the rest is encounters at school while I wait for Delia in the afternoons. Well, I suppose there are the occasional gatherings of Scott's family. Those count, too. Still the B5 game is a considerable chunk of my social life.
During last night's session, our characters came close to utter disaster. We infiltrated a base that proved to be a lot bigger than we could handle. We found out the hard way, as we were fleeing in our ship, that they had warships. We were saved by a GM ex machina when a bigger, friendly warship appeared. We've now picked up further scary clues as to what's going on around us. What we can do about it remains to be seen.
