so the houston rodeo announced its concert lineup for the 2004 rodeo in march, and leading off the whole shebang is none other than john mayer! i am so amused, and i am so there.
i had a nice weekend. one of my three soccer games got rained out after a late afternoon downpour on saturday, and last night’s game was frustrating because my women’s team still isn’t consistent enough. we finally have enough people to field a full 11-person team each week, but it seems like it’s always a slightly different group of 11. last night we were missing three regulars, one of which is a mainstay of my little defensive squad, and we definitely missed them. as a result, we had four or five people who were always playing slightly out-of-position. maria is a great right fullback, but not so adept at stopper (where the mainstay, meghan, usually is); veronica is ok as our right midfielder, but she’s just not aggressive enough to play center mid. stuff like that. people get used to their one position, and it becomes difficult to switch things up. there was a lot of confusion as to who was supposed to be where. i did the best i could to direct traffic from my position as sweeper, but i wasn’t always successful. when there are two players racing downfield and only me to stop them…well, i can’t cover them both at the same time. our midfield has got to improve. i did far too much sprinting after the ball last night.
anyway. i also went to the movies for the first time in ages. i can’t even remember the last time i went to the movies, but it was at least september (which is a long time for me). friday night we saw “master and commander,” the new russell crowe flick, and it was pretty good. very well cast–paul bettany was great as the doctor/naturalist, crowe had the right authority to play the captain, and i loved the kid who played lord blakeney. he was fantastic. then saturday we saw “love actually,” which was a little different than what i’d expected, but still very enjoyable. i’ll take hugh grant or colin firth home with me any day. the ensemble cast worked well together, i adored the kid who played liam neeson’s son (“come on dad, let’s go get the shit kicked out of us by love”), and i laughed a lot. my only complaint is that there were a few story lines that weren’t exactly tied up. not that i wanted them neatly resolved, but i felt like a couple story lines got dropped at the end, without explanation. oh well. i did love how the movie began and ended at the arrivals gate at the airport; i have similar thoughts every time i pick someone up at the airport.
this morning as i was leaning over to put on my shoes, i slammed my knee into a table (by accident, of course), and it still hurts. stupid me. stupid knee. it was already hurting from me playing too much soccer and doing too much running, but slamming it into immovable objects is certainly not going to help. ugh.
lunch time. we eat lunch too early.