This week is British Soccer Week in J's town. J has 8 coaches (some who are pro) from various parts of England and Scotland in town coaching 120 kids. It's a pretty awesome program and has grown every year since he's been the Rec Director.
Anyways, we went over to some good friends' (we call them the 3 Amigos) house tonight for a dinner party with the coaches.
I have a thing for British accents. And soccer. So I was drooling. I'll be honest. So was J. I'm about to watch Bend It Like Beckham to relive the memories.
We discussed the royal family and the Spice Girls and ate an all-American treat ... S'mores! How bloody brilliant! Cheers!