Watching R play soccer in Hillsboro. It was stinking cold, but a funny game. The referees were total garbage and our coach went to another field before he remembered he was supposed to be at this high school. Later he sassed the center ref and was given a yellow card (snerk). But we ended up winning 1 to 0.
Then: lunch with Mom, E and M at Roscoe's on Stark street. They make Southern food; I had a bowl of gumbo with cornbread. Tasty!
...saw this future purchase (a summer necessity):
Came home. Ate cake.