Red I started playing soccer back in High School, 1968-71 (old fart, I am). To be honest, I was pretty bad at it (still am), but given the time, there wasn’t all that many players so I stuck around for three years as ‘bench strength’.
Just after college (mid-70’s), when I was gainfully semi-employed as a subsitute school teacher, youth soccer got it’s first legs in Akron, Ohio, and I volunteered to coach. As it continuted to expand, I decided that I could also referee (they paid refs and I could use the $$$). So I took the training and refereed my first games in 1977.
Haven’t refereed every year since then, I coached a lot and there were times when I wasn’t involved at all, but since 2007 I have been consistently working as a volunteer referee in Region 498, American Youth Soccer Organization. Stopped coaching while working, since it involved a lot of travel (work, not soccer), but I may start again once retired. But I’ve become a fairly good ref (IMHO), especially for the U-10’s (mostly because I can keep up with them for 2-3 games every Saturday) and dammit, it is fun (except when coaches yell at me, but I get to yell back…)
So that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
2PM here…still 90 minutes until irk inds…Blurf.
It’s not enough I get junk mail in my name
It’s not enough I get junk mail in the previous occupants’ names
Now I’m getting junk mail addressed to me - in Spanish
So now I’m getting junk mail I can’t read.
So many trees, giving up their lives, for nothing.
And my work week is over. My boss took the day off today. He didn’t leave me any work, so apart from maybe 3 hours of revising drawings, I had nothing to do. Glad to be home, I am! Maybe we’ll go out to get some supper. TBD.
Dear Mumpers,
I need your help. No I haven’t got mod approval for this, but then I’m not asking for financial donations (though I won’t turn them down, if offered. :D)
It would mean sooo much to me if, tomorrow night, you shared, in excruciating detail (i.e. including spices) what you’re having for dinner. Of course, to be done properly, it needs to be done without a spoiler box on your post.
Thank you, one & all!
Nettie too bad I didn’t see this in time. Dindin has been ingested. Plus, there’s leftovers for us both for N.O.L. tomorrow! Win-Win!
Spidey I’m sure we can depend on doggio down to the excruciating spice details. He even alphabetizes his spices so he knows each and every one by name. Me, my spice cabinet is all willy-nilly. I grab whatever, use it and just shove it back in the cabinet without givin’ it a thought. doggio’s OCD will ping off the meter when he reads this.
Anything [del] to irritate the ever lovin’ fire out of flytrap[/del] for you, spidey.
It’awesome that you have a passion to follow and step up in your retirement, metal mouse. The soccer kids are fortunate to have someone to influence them.
Eye-talian sausage, sauteed zucchini, herbed rice and salad for supper (spidey, I’m a day early for the spoiler-free menu).
I don’t know what I’m having tomorrow night but tonight I dumped some minute rice in a bowl, poured in some campbell’s chunky jambalaya, covered and nuked for 5 minutes.
I call it dinner.
We went to Bert’s for burgers, and it’ll be a long time before we go again - service was slooooooooooooow! To reward ourselves for not attacking the staff, we went to DQ for dessert.
Now we’re home vegging. I’m about to assume the position.
My Throwback Thursday / profile photo has garnered an overwhelming amount of positive feedback. But when I look at that photo, I find myself wondering about who I was back then. I was 23, head over heels in love with an asshat that took me for granted. I was still acting out after the death of my sister four months earlier. I still thought I was indestructible and that I might still move into NYC and pursue a career on Broadway. I have changed so much, and yet so little. It makes me cry.
I am at irk, it is not as irksome as usual but that’s because it’s reading week so there are hardly any students around and even less academics. Half the office is on leave or off sick too so it’s kind of quiet in here. The slacker whos’ been off “sick” for five weeks is now saying he hopes to be back on Monday but there’s still no guarantee of that, and if he does come back it’ll be on a phased return so he’ll be doin short hours anyway. Not that we’d notice the difference, he doesn’t do half his job when he’s here so the fact he’s here for a shorter time each day means he’ll do even less of his job. Luckily the fact that he’s back from being “sick” means I can stop doing his work and direct all queries and requests right back to him. I is a meanie like that.
The weekend beckons, I have a free Sunday since the doting parent is doing something with friends so I might bake. There is beetroot in the fridge, that suggests chocolate cake to me.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN 'Tis 72 Amurrkin out cloudy and foggy with a predicted high of 84 and cloudy. This is really warm for this time of year even in south Jawja.
Today, I have to trudge all the way to the study for irk. That’s right [flytrap I am irkin’ from home today. I have a buncha online trainin’ to catch up on so TPTB are allowin’ irk from home to do so. This will seriously take up about five to six hours allegedly. We shall see.
OK, I need more caffeine and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Then I suppose I should clean myself up somewhat. After all, one must keep up one’s daily beautification ritual whether or not one intends to leave one’s domicile.
Higgs is evil - she somehow knew this was my day off and that **FCD **intended to sleep in also before doing a short day at the office, so she woke me shortly after 4. She apparently had to pee really bad, because when I got up and let her out, she dashed to her favorite spot and squatted immediately. Once she was back in, I assumed the position on the recliner, and she and Taz joined me for an extended snooze.
**FCD **has left for work and I’ve got 3 eggs coming to room temp so I can make a lemon meringue pie. Much to get done before I have to head for the airport at 3. So, naturally, I’m here.
Laundry, vacuuming, making up the guest room and tidying the guest bathroom, grocerying, and pie making. Busy busy…
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i shall soon begin the makeage of dindin. See earlier spoiler for the menu.
Plus, there’s leftovers for us both for N.O.L. tomorrow! Win-Win!
