Archive for November 18th, 2012

Playoff victory – which is really a loss

November 18, 2012

We gave it our full 90 at the Sounders game tonight. Actually, about 45 minutes before too.

We made it to the March, in time to see Leveque give the starting line-up.

Fun in the rain

During the March it was raining lightly, showers would be the technical Seattle term. As the game started it turned to rain, then a hard rain, and finally showers again. (I love all of the terminology that goes along with generally just being wet.)
We were actually attired with enough layers to be comfortable, but damp.

The Sounders played really well, energetically, and on the ball. We were up 2-0 and driving. Then the referee made a dubious call in the box which gave LA a penalty kick. The score ended 2-1, with the Sounders on the high side.

However, this was the second leg of a two let game.
LA won the first leg 3-0. So the Sounders needed to have a 3 goal edge to force overtime, and a 4-goal edge to win outright.

At 2-0, it all seemed possible, which is why the penalty kick awarded to LA was so devastating.
Carl was going on and on about how it should not have been called. It was on a hand ball in the box by a Sounder player. But it was caused when an LA player kicked the ball into his hand, rather than reaching out to deflect the ball. And it was not in a location that stopped a goal scoring opportunity, and did not change the course of play – except that it did. And in listening to the post-game on the way home, the Sounder’s coach said exactly the same thing Carl had said earlier.

OK – enough of our sports report.
We are drying out at home now. Popcorn for dinner. (Lunch was more substantial)

Time to curl up in a nice warm bed.

Season is over

What (or who) is for dinner

November 18, 2012

There is all sorts of talk of food about this morning.
Sunday Morning was all about food.
The supermarkets are full of shoppers.

Of course, the root of all of this food focus is the impending holiday.

Thanksgiving is really a food festival, with a side of football.

We are by ourselves once again. Not alone, we have each other.
And this is not a new thing.
Since Ashlan left for college we have not had a child home for Thanksgiving.
The US version that is.

For four years we had Canadian Thanksgiving at our house.
It was great fun, and we got to have lots of friends over.
You see – none of them had T-day plans for October, so we were the best game in town.

On the US Version we would either celebrate at home, at others, or sometimes with a nice long walk (with a turkey sandwich).

This year we have been identified as orphans and invited to a friends house.
So yesterday, we went shopping for a pumpkin (for soup). Really a soup tureen.

While we were at the farmers market, we decided to by some salad fixings. A bag of “salad greens”.

So – cut to dinner.
Pork chops, cooked with apple and onions, and salad.

I made dinner (for a change).
Shook out some of the greens (actually all of them, but then I put 2/3 back in the bag).
Washed and spun the greens.
Tore many of the leafy bits into smaller pieces.
Put the greens into bowls with tomato, green pepper and mushrooms.
Dress and ready to go.

Carl made it into the eating part before I sat down.
Then, before he took a bite of his salad – a caterpillar crawled out.

Not a small little green wee bit of protein, but a woolly black and orange version – about one inch long.
He escorted said visitor outside.

Not part of dinner

I am not sure how I missed him/her during the salad prep.
I will admit I was not looking for a caterpillar, but I was rather hands on with the greens.