so cold

two years in los angeles made me forget that the temperature can actually drop below 50 degrees. the high for today was supposed to be between 7 and 11 degrees celsius (ca. 45-50), but I'm not sure that we ever got there.
we had a practice match for camogie at 11 this morning, and if it 40 degrees out, I would be surprised. the coach had me and ashley marking each other, and unlike the last time that happened (when we ended up almost never seeing the slitter), we actually saw a little action. I still haven't gotten down the whole picking the ball up while running thing...or the hitting the ball thing...or the hand passing thing....nevermind, we'll not think about what I can't do. I did have a few good ground passes though, two of which resulted in people from our team getting points! I don't know if they care about assists much in hurling and camogie, but I feel damn good about it one way or another.
because we had, of course, started late and subsequently run long, I wasn't able to make it back in time for early medieval ireland. sigh. but I made it to archaeology, where I signed up for the fieldtrip to tara, which I am extremely excited about.
now, unfortunately, I have a lot of work to do on some papers, although I got an extension on the northern ireland one by playing the "confused american" card. I knew that would come in handy sooner or later. in summary, I got very wet and very cold walking to a gaelic football practice that didn't happen, then waiting forty minutes for the bus. I'm just starting to thaw out about 2 hours later. maybe I'll make a cup of tea...then start work on the paper.