Loren's soccer season's started also. i don't have any info on games yet, but the season generally runs into sometime in Novemeber and i believe they play 10 games, so working backward from the end of November that would make it about another week until his first game. not a lot of time. i hope they end up with enough kids to actually play- it would be disappointing if the kids that have showed up so far had to forfeit some games off the bat, or not get to play at all after practicing for a few weeks. we'll see- i doubt anyone would have actually put the team on the schedule if they didn't have enough kids on paper at least. Loren's had some problems with his feet hurting from his cleats; i put him on the field in his regular sneakers last time and he did fine, which tells me it's the shoes, not his feet- which is good. hopefully i can exchange them, but if not i'll try to beat them into submission a bit before totally giving up. he's really happy with his pads at least- he picked out some really nice ones. i basically let him choose his gear, and he opted for (without seeing the price tags) the most expensive pads, middle-of-the-road cleats, and the least expensive ball- all in all about $75. ouch. then i took him out to buy new sneakers for school and that cost another $65. things'll be a little tight around here for a couple weeks.
that's not good timing considering i'm hoping to get to the Puyallup Fair this weekend. i may be forced to put it off until next weekend- in which case i intend to keep him overnight on saturday until sunday morning, cuz we've got tradition to uphold and that's gonna take until about 10pm- then we have to drive back from Puyallup.
been workin'- not a lot to say about that. running doublers on the Leadwell is boring as hell. last week was kinda heavy for me, what with a night shift building Northgate Calendar Club with Dad until 1am, then turning around and pouring a concrete pad for a shed at work the next day. honestly this was about the easiest build i've ever been through for Calendar Club, i showed up pretty late since Loren's soccer practice (in Granite Falls) didn't get out until 8pm. i mainly handled the electrical stuff and the rental truck- only part of my usual duties. Dad's up and running and from what i've heard business has been pretty decent so far.
so (pardon the redundancy those of you whom i've sent any of these to before) here's one from Loren's first soccer practice, a scrimmage against the kids in the yellow pennies (jerseys over their other clothes)- the kid in the black shirt in front of him's on the other team too, but they didn't have enough pennies to go around.
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Loren dribbling in a crowd of defenders
a week later, it was practice #2, and i didn't get any really good shots of soccer- but i got a decent one after practice:
2005.09.01.20.02
the sun dancing with the clouds before hitting the hay
despite being pretty much wiped out after the long hours thursday and friday, friday night was a party at Nichole & Chris's to celebrate 1) Melissa's birthday, 2) Mom & Dad's 40th wedding anniversary, 3) Uncle Steve & Aunt Jen's 1st wedding anniversary. nothing like killing three birds with one stone....or is that 5? actually, in this case it was more like throwing a bottle or so at each bird. to go along with some great Mexican food whipped up my Nichole & Melissa, there were margaritas aplenty, and when the glasses are as big as you'll see below, that's saying something. Jason however doesn't partake of such, so here he is with an O'Doul's on the couch in the Sargent's living room.
2005.09.02.20.00
proof that although it's rare, even JASON gets to relax once in a while
the discussion around the table earlier was pretty lively. at one point it turned to a particularly amusing reminiscence by my sisters of Nichole trying to teach Melissa to perform a "slimming" pose for a camera. i didn't get a shot of that at the time (which is LAME, because it would've been a great one of Melissa; she might not have the pose but she nailed the slapstick!), but here's a great one of Nichole striking another pose in the kitchen a bit later.
2005.09.02.20.01
i turned the camera on her and BAM, instant pose. she's a natural.
Mom certainly loves Mexican (ahem) food, and no, it doesn't have anything to do with margaritas- big, frozen golden ones normally. seriously....
2005.09.02.20.04
Dad generally doesn't mix his liquor with much, but margaritas might be something of an exception for him. besides, tequila's hard not to like regardless of the medium, especially when it comes in a glass this big!
2005.09.02.20.04
everything's a little more amusing when your glass keeps getting filled.
Uncle Steve and Aunt Jen seemed to enjoy themselves, and it was a nice end-of-visit thing too, after their week here in the great Pacific NW. hope they make it back out here soon, it was Excellent to see them! i failed to get my camera out for the majority of the night (for shame!) and i only got this one shot of them together, so it's a must-include
2005.09.02.20.06
the no-longer-newlyweds reviewing a pic or two.
i only got a couple of Aunt Jen, and they didn't turn out well, annoyingly. but i did get one good closeup of Uncle Steve:
2005.09.02.20.07
Melissa tends to shy away from cameras a bit, so she's a hard one to get a shot of sometimes. i'll keep workin' on that, try to spot my opportunities a little better. but shooting people with drinks in their hand at a Pelkey party seems to be something along the lines of shooting fish in a barrel- or at least it was this night.
2005.09.02.20.08
a rare relaxed shot of Melissa enjoying a margarita.
wow i just realized all those pictures were taken in less than 10 minutes. when i start snappin' 'em, they come quick-like, i guess. or maybe it was just that i realized i was, and likely the others were, running out of steam quickly. after all it was Melissa's birthday and maybe that made everyone feel a little less spring in their chicken. but that never applies to E-Dog and Coley. i'd give plenty to feel as much energy as these two have.
2005.09.02.20.11
Ethan riding Jason like a champ, and Cole takin' a little break from dropping butt-first on the piano.
this is another one of Melissa, this time holding something a little less intoxicating.
2005.09.02.20.44
Melissa holding our youngest nephew Cole
i brought some excellent tequila, saved since last New Years' Eve, for people to mix some margaritas out of, but i don't think it got used even once for that, so it made me happy when Chris decided it was a good chance to chip away at a lingering aversion to the stuff, caused by a prior enthusiastic overindulgence. i did the same thing with gin, but i absolutely can't touch the stuff- hate the smell of it even. 2/3 of a half gallon (hmmm....1/3 of a gallon) straight outta the bottle will do that to ya. now i get a whiff of the stuff and it's instant nausea. could have something to do with the deathly green color i turned at the time, or 24 hours of vomiting and dry heaves, or the three days i spent hung over. ah, the wisdom of youth. it's a good argument for drinking in moderation- get too damn drunk on something once and you could ruin yourself for an entire type of liquor! i must have learned something back then though, cuz i knew i was tired that night, and i forewent the tequila shots for one margarita and a beer. evidently there's hope for me yet.
2005.09.02.20.47
Chris attempting to lay the smack down on the tequila demon lurking in his stomach....with moderate success.
2005.09.02.20.47
....and a few seconds later, not really any worse for wear. the therapy's workin', doc.
ok that's it for now- time to crash out. y'all be khoul now, hear?
PEACE
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