What a weekend! XY10 had his football banquet this Saturday. We were supposed to go to a Christmas Party that I was looking forward to, but it got cancelled due to my friend's little XX getting the stomach flu. Unfortunately, I, nor any of my family members got the stomach flu, so I had to go to the football banquet. With the football moms. And the football dads. Usually the football moms and dads are the best thing about Pop Warner football, but this year they were all snooty, and by snooty I mean not willing to be fascinated by me. In years past, the football parents have been a rowdy, flirty, friendly bunch, but this year they must have thought they were signing up for little league. It was one of the coldest days of the year, with a high of about fifty-three degrees. I'm sure for a lot of Americans that is down right balmy, but her in So-Cal, it was arctic. It was held at the home of one of the coaches, and the entire thing was outside. The festivities started at 12 noon, and they didn't even start handing out trophies until 3:15. There was a picture montage set to music, all very sentimental, and/or rousing, and there was not one! picture of XY10. Not One! out of about 400 pictures, and a thirty minute montage, Not one! And my kid didn't suck at football, so I don't get it.
When we first arrived I noticed a book sitting out on the counter. It was called, I think, The Pale Blue Eye.( http://www.amazon.com/Pale-Blue-Eye-Novel/dp/0060733977 )It was a 19th century murder mystery, with Edgar Allen Poe as one of the characters. I assumed it was the woman of the house who was reading it, but I couldn't figure out who the woman of the house was, so I finally asked the coach that lived there who was reading it. Turns out, it was him, Coach S. I was very impressed. We talked a little about books. I went back inside, and noticed a complete CD collection of David Sedaris.(http://www.barclayagency.com/sedaris.html) Wow! This guy was not the type of guy I would expect to be a David Sedaris fan, you know, being straight, and a football coach and all. I know, I shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but I do. All the time. Those were the slightly bright spots in a cold miserable day.
My family came over on Sunday, but I need more time to digest that. I will probably write about that later.
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I would have been so pissed if there were no pictures of my child in that damn slide show! Can't wait to hear about the fam coming over on Sunday. I need some crazy Pete stories! (Probably not the best alias for him, sorry.)
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