I love Christmas time! It is chaos, but it is beautiful...even in Panama where you are hot and sweaty. In the past I felt I was happy for Christmas day and the reason for it, but now, I'm just loving the season. I like the decorations, the tacky apparel, the spirit, songs, the gratefulness shown and the love. I think it's my favorite holiday. It also is the season that allows me to go home.
Even though it has only been about five months, it feels like forever since I've been home. So many things have happened, so many ups and downs, that I'm just ready to be with my family and get a break. As the day gets closer, I get more and more anxious. I'm quite sensitive.
The time is moving quickly-slow...and however weird that may be and however much you want to English correct me, you know it is completely true. I have been ridiculously busy, but being busy keeps the time moving so I don't mind. Highlight: A few days ago we went to one of our student's dance recitals. It was awesome! Way better then any of our dance recitals. It was flippin' freezing in the building (which was also amazing) and during intermission I found myself rocking, which apparently is now something I do as Rebecca said I'd done it the day before. Either my rocking was annoying or the man beside me felt sorry for me, but either way he gave me his sweater. It was very sweet. Don't get any ideas people, he was an older gentleman with a wife by his side. Also, please do not fill out an application to a ward quite yet, my body is just getting used to changing temperatures.
We're having a Cookie party tomorrow that I'm so excited about. I have never been more excited about a party in my life! I truly am a Cookie Monster. My father has raised me well, but I'll probably grow old with diabetes and a gut...probably turn blue, too...as in, depressed.
I am leaving many things out, but will be able to sit down and chat face to face with many of you. I am very much looking forward to that. Pray for safe travels, not really for me but my friends traveling to snowy, cold places. Pray for sanity the last two days of school. Pray for that day before I get to leave that I don't go back to my 'rocking' ways.
Love you guys and I'm happy to be coming home.
P.S. I wrote 'intend to stay' and pray for Peru
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
It just never ends!
Grrr...!
Grading/editing papers is the worst! It's probably what they have you do in hell! It's horrible. I get through a stack, feel pretty good about it then go to school and there is a whole notha' stack! Not to mention when fools turn in there stuff way late...I sift through papers like it's cat litter, why do I want to dig up an old tu...[deep breaths].
Quite a few ups and downs this week, well...also the past few weeks, since I'm not so good at posting regularly.
Thanksgiving was nice. A lot of food! We were warned before hand that there would be close to 100 people at the gathering; we were told to try to double our dish. I was making mom's Jello fruit salad so I thought mine was enough. It definitely was! The next day, Black Friday, we went to a black sand beach. It wasn't intentional, it was just for some beachy fun...or, beach-ing fun. (See what I did there? It's kinda, almost a curse word! Hahahah!) It was an excellent beach, probably the best one yet. It was great, until it started raining. Having fun in the water, then sitting out because of a rainstorm will make anyone freezing, even if you are in the tropics.
Been a bit frustrated at school because I am realizing just how different I am. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but it makes the lonely that much more present...quickly moving on. Some of my kids got to know Angry Cheryl this past week. It was a lot of fun (sarcasm). It takes a lot to push me to that level, but I was proud of the way I handled the situations. I never once yelled, it was just angry voice [Mom, you know what I'm talkin'bout] the class has never been so quiet and their little shocked faces were priceless! I really wished I had my camera out, but I think that would have been A) Unprofessional B) They would have thought me bipolar C) My anger would have lost its punch. I don't think it was bad at all they saw that side of me, it just took a while for it to get to that point, they need to know they can make me upset. I was so drained I came home and passed out at 8:30! I'm such a wuss!
All my other activities are going well, so much is in my plans that these next few weeks should fly by, except for the weekends...like now. Please pray for me--as I am having a lot harder time with things than I think I lead on and the students--as they are ready for break (as am I) and making class harder (if that's possible). Love yas.
Grading/editing papers is the worst! It's probably what they have you do in hell! It's horrible. I get through a stack, feel pretty good about it then go to school and there is a whole notha' stack! Not to mention when fools turn in there stuff way late...I sift through papers like it's cat litter, why do I want to dig up an old tu...[deep breaths].
Quite a few ups and downs this week, well...also the past few weeks, since I'm not so good at posting regularly.
Thanksgiving was nice. A lot of food! We were warned before hand that there would be close to 100 people at the gathering; we were told to try to double our dish. I was making mom's Jello fruit salad so I thought mine was enough. It definitely was! The next day, Black Friday, we went to a black sand beach. It wasn't intentional, it was just for some beachy fun...or, beach-ing fun. (See what I did there? It's kinda, almost a curse word! Hahahah!) It was an excellent beach, probably the best one yet. It was great, until it started raining. Having fun in the water, then sitting out because of a rainstorm will make anyone freezing, even if you are in the tropics.
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| Probably the best picture I have ever taken... |
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| Look closely...that is not a sandal. |
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| I fell. |
All my other activities are going well, so much is in my plans that these next few weeks should fly by, except for the weekends...like now. Please pray for me--as I am having a lot harder time with things than I think I lead on and the students--as they are ready for break (as am I) and making class harder (if that's possible). Love yas.
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| This is a few blocks from our house. It's very pretty. |
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| I fell, again. |
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Break please
Let's see...let me tell you all the things I've done since I last saw you...
School is getting to be a bit trying, I'm very much ready for the coming Christmas break. Thursday is Thanksgiving, which is a nice little break, but I'd rather have a longer Christmas break then a few days in the middle of it all. It's very frustrating. Kids are fine, just a lot of baggage coming from them and I am having a hard time 'trying' (get it, from above...) to manage. You would not believe how much drama can be in a middle school classroom!
With all my stress, plus the stress of managing some kiddos problemos, I feel I've been a pretty consistent sicko (meaning, I've been sick). I had this horrible mucus cough a couple of weeks ago that managed to clear up on its own. And now, not to get into too much detail, I've got a belly button infection! You may be asking yourself, 'that happens?' Yes, it does happen. I went to the nurse at school yesterday and explained; she knew exactly. She said that living in the tropics comes with a lot of those ailments. She said it would clear up with some Neosporin-like creme. She then said, "Welcome to Panama!"
We went on another Outreach orphanage trip this past Wednesday. I feel I've been having an inner battle with this. On one hand I feel that it's very important to be there (just be there) for those kids, they need interaction (which is very true) and it is pleasing to God. On the other hand, when I get there I can be jovial and lively, but I'd just rather not be. I like little kids, but I'm frustrated that I can't really speak to them and they understand, that when I push them (on a swing) or play with them I still don't feel happy and that, occasionally, they pee in their pants and we still have to play with them like that. I think a part of me feels so much pity and sadness for these kids that the other part of me has shut down. Needless to say, I don't really enjoy going. This past time I had picked up a little girl and had her sitting on my lap; she hardly moved at all, just sat there, leaning back on me. When it was time to go I had to set her down, but she wanted to be held. She cried, strained her arms and even attempted to climb me. She wrapped herself around my leg and just bawled. I kept saying "If we're supposed to leave, can we leave, please," but no one seemed to be in a rush.
The middle school teachers gave out a harsh punishment this past week, a student came into my room and permanent markered over my white board. She was able to get most of it off. After some consideration we have decided she will be cleaning toilets. Our measly lunch detentions, where nothing happens, is not deterring bad behavior. This should be interesting.
I am eager to be home and irritated when I look at the calendar and realize it's not as soon as I would like. I just need a break.
School is getting to be a bit trying, I'm very much ready for the coming Christmas break. Thursday is Thanksgiving, which is a nice little break, but I'd rather have a longer Christmas break then a few days in the middle of it all. It's very frustrating. Kids are fine, just a lot of baggage coming from them and I am having a hard time 'trying' (get it, from above...) to manage. You would not believe how much drama can be in a middle school classroom!
With all my stress, plus the stress of managing some kiddos problemos, I feel I've been a pretty consistent sicko (meaning, I've been sick). I had this horrible mucus cough a couple of weeks ago that managed to clear up on its own. And now, not to get into too much detail, I've got a belly button infection! You may be asking yourself, 'that happens?' Yes, it does happen. I went to the nurse at school yesterday and explained; she knew exactly. She said that living in the tropics comes with a lot of those ailments. She said it would clear up with some Neosporin-like creme. She then said, "Welcome to Panama!"
We went on another Outreach orphanage trip this past Wednesday. I feel I've been having an inner battle with this. On one hand I feel that it's very important to be there (just be there) for those kids, they need interaction (which is very true) and it is pleasing to God. On the other hand, when I get there I can be jovial and lively, but I'd just rather not be. I like little kids, but I'm frustrated that I can't really speak to them and they understand, that when I push them (on a swing) or play with them I still don't feel happy and that, occasionally, they pee in their pants and we still have to play with them like that. I think a part of me feels so much pity and sadness for these kids that the other part of me has shut down. Needless to say, I don't really enjoy going. This past time I had picked up a little girl and had her sitting on my lap; she hardly moved at all, just sat there, leaning back on me. When it was time to go I had to set her down, but she wanted to be held. She cried, strained her arms and even attempted to climb me. She wrapped herself around my leg and just bawled. I kept saying "If we're supposed to leave, can we leave, please," but no one seemed to be in a rush.
The middle school teachers gave out a harsh punishment this past week, a student came into my room and permanent markered over my white board. She was able to get most of it off. After some consideration we have decided she will be cleaning toilets. Our measly lunch detentions, where nothing happens, is not deterring bad behavior. This should be interesting.
I am eager to be home and irritated when I look at the calendar and realize it's not as soon as I would like. I just need a break.
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| Here are the cutting ninjas/Despicable Me sidekicks |
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| Gotham...err, I mean Panama City from a mountain I hiked |
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Cada Elegante
Watched a movie last night with Spanish subtitles, I couldn't stop laughing/giggling to myself about the "cada elegante"...it was awesome. I hope to use it in everyday conversations, but am not sure when this can occur.
Been a very frazzled past couple of weeks, not much time to breath, so therefore I am sick-ish (yet again). This weird cough that comes from deep down (in my soul), very unusual. Hasn't knocked me out yet, so I can continue forth in my frazzleness. It's not good though, in the morning I can hardly speak.
This next week we are celebrating Panama/it's Spirit week. Monday and Tuesday we have school, the rest of the week was suppose to be vacation, but no. Wednesday we have off, completely off, which will be weird. Thursday we have stuffs for two hours and then have a Family Fun Fair until 12pm, where I was forced to have a game booth. (I am miffed <---new favorite word) My very rowdy, loud, frustrating 7th graders and I (plus sweet Shelley who willingly offered to help with this group) decided on a water balloon take of Angry Birds, we're calling it Angry Balloons. Here are the problems:
*Many pieces have to be present, which I'm not sure they will.
*Who knows how successfully active/athletic these kids will be
*Who knows how many people will show as this is somewhat last minute, on a supposed-to-be holiday, and also on a day where a parade will be blocking traffic.
*Lastly, I have 7th graders
Not only am I not looking forward to the added pressure of having to do this booth, but apparently there will be a pie throwing at a teacher booth, which I am thinking one will be marked for me. : / Why would it be me you ask? Well, good question; I have accidently (on purpose) thrown someone on the ground, and jumped on them to try and get my stolen cookies back (at Crossfire--not school), I have laughed extremely hard and almost wet my pants at someone who ran into a desk with glee, rolled over and hit his head on the underside of a desk, then was tripped after I'd given him a nickel-sized piece of candy. I've red-inked all over papers where it did look like my pen had broken. However, through all that, this pie would probably be more out of love (which I'm ok with).
On that note, I have noticed an alarming difference in my compassion and outward expressing of feelings. Before when these fool kids would give me hugs I'd give pats on the shoulder. In the past few weeks I've noticed a shift in their desire to make me laugh, a want to hug and be near and an unusual expression of love (the little notes they leave me I post on my wall). My feelings, as most of you know, have always been very maintained and inwards, I was not one to give hugs, and definitely not one to touch you...really ever. I have been praying that God give me the want to be able to do that because through these things I am involved in and teaching, I felt that needed to be present. So here it is and I am amazed. The love is overwhelming, even if that love is shown by killing me off in their writings. hahahah!
I went on a woman's retreat last weekend, it was held at a beautiful resort in Gamboa. I sat hanging in our hammock and couldn't believe where I was:
It was great. I felt so fancy.
Mami and I's after school dance class seems to be going very well, we have seven or eight girls (range from 5th grade to 7th) and they are very eager. It was interesting how quickly that dance team mentality came back to me. When they would stop or goof off, like normal young girls, I found myself being, 'let's get back to work.' That strict structure returned, and I didn't even realize I had it! It is a lot of fun, but I am finding myself telling myself to 'just relax, it's for fun.' Oh, dance team days...you are so far away :D Mami and I really do enjoy it though, it's a lot of fun making up the dance, then teaching it to those willing girls and them wanting more, it's great.
I should probably do something productive now, I have over 30 short stories I should be reading. 'Should' being the key word here.
Thanks for reading. I'll see many of you very soon, holidays are less then two months away. I am eager to come back for the break, but I also need a recharge...please don't try and hug me though :D Hahah! Just kidding, I may just hug you back! Then you really wouldn't know who I am.
Love you guys.
-C
Been a very frazzled past couple of weeks, not much time to breath, so therefore I am sick-ish (yet again). This weird cough that comes from deep down (in my soul), very unusual. Hasn't knocked me out yet, so I can continue forth in my frazzleness. It's not good though, in the morning I can hardly speak.
This next week we are celebrating Panama/it's Spirit week. Monday and Tuesday we have school, the rest of the week was suppose to be vacation, but no. Wednesday we have off, completely off, which will be weird. Thursday we have stuffs for two hours and then have a Family Fun Fair until 12pm, where I was forced to have a game booth. (I am miffed <---new favorite word) My very rowdy, loud, frustrating 7th graders and I (plus sweet Shelley who willingly offered to help with this group) decided on a water balloon take of Angry Birds, we're calling it Angry Balloons. Here are the problems:
*Many pieces have to be present, which I'm not sure they will.
*Who knows how successfully active/athletic these kids will be
*Who knows how many people will show as this is somewhat last minute, on a supposed-to-be holiday, and also on a day where a parade will be blocking traffic.
*Lastly, I have 7th graders
Not only am I not looking forward to the added pressure of having to do this booth, but apparently there will be a pie throwing at a teacher booth, which I am thinking one will be marked for me. : / Why would it be me you ask? Well, good question; I have accidently (on purpose) thrown someone on the ground, and jumped on them to try and get my stolen cookies back (at Crossfire--not school), I have laughed extremely hard and almost wet my pants at someone who ran into a desk with glee, rolled over and hit his head on the underside of a desk, then was tripped after I'd given him a nickel-sized piece of candy. I've red-inked all over papers where it did look like my pen had broken. However, through all that, this pie would probably be more out of love (which I'm ok with).
On that note, I have noticed an alarming difference in my compassion and outward expressing of feelings. Before when these fool kids would give me hugs I'd give pats on the shoulder. In the past few weeks I've noticed a shift in their desire to make me laugh, a want to hug and be near and an unusual expression of love (the little notes they leave me I post on my wall). My feelings, as most of you know, have always been very maintained and inwards, I was not one to give hugs, and definitely not one to touch you...really ever. I have been praying that God give me the want to be able to do that because through these things I am involved in and teaching, I felt that needed to be present. So here it is and I am amazed. The love is overwhelming, even if that love is shown by killing me off in their writings. hahahah!
I went on a woman's retreat last weekend, it was held at a beautiful resort in Gamboa. I sat hanging in our hammock and couldn't believe where I was:
Mami and I's after school dance class seems to be going very well, we have seven or eight girls (range from 5th grade to 7th) and they are very eager. It was interesting how quickly that dance team mentality came back to me. When they would stop or goof off, like normal young girls, I found myself being, 'let's get back to work.' That strict structure returned, and I didn't even realize I had it! It is a lot of fun, but I am finding myself telling myself to 'just relax, it's for fun.' Oh, dance team days...you are so far away :D Mami and I really do enjoy it though, it's a lot of fun making up the dance, then teaching it to those willing girls and them wanting more, it's great.
I should probably do something productive now, I have over 30 short stories I should be reading. 'Should' being the key word here.
Thanks for reading. I'll see many of you very soon, holidays are less then two months away. I am eager to come back for the break, but I also need a recharge...please don't try and hug me though :D Hahah! Just kidding, I may just hug you back! Then you really wouldn't know who I am.
Love you guys.
-C
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| Look Lena they have Australian, Little Penguin wine here, too. |
Saturday, October 15, 2011
This and This
Hello Trolley People,
I'm closing out a week and as Mom searches for my plane ticket back I get more and more eager to return. We went to Pricesmart today and Christmas is in town-at least there-I have mixed feeling because on one hand I'm eager to dance around the store; on the other I feel blue because I realize how early they are and it's not time yet.
Deceptive Pricesmart! You are cruel to foreigners!
The weeks go by pretty quickly. Not this past one though, we had a conference inside an ice cube. I luckily brought with me papers to grade. I also stole many pens and candy so at least I had a semi-sugar/ink high. It back-fired a bit though because then I was all fidgety in my seat and my attention wavered. We had plans for Friday to go to an artisan market, but last minute after the conference we were told we were going to immigration. We are semi-legit. We have a temporary picture card, however there is still paperwork that needs to be done in order to leave for the holidays :/ Not there yet. I think everyone's in agreement that we all want to punch someone over immigration issues.
Lots of work to do this weekend...you'd think having three days off from school for conference would allot some time for work, but...no. I'm actually eager for this week with the 7th graders! Believe me, I'm as surprised to hear and write that as many of you are! We're working on Folk/Fairy tales and I just love reading all the crazy grim Grimm stories (I had to add that other grim in...their name is so befitting). Priceless. Today I got to take a break and we had a Fall party. I think there was maybe 10 different soups? I tried them all...I am full. Great night, lots of laughs. As always.
It has been a while since I've posted, so I'll include a few pictures as to what's been happening. Enjoy! Love you guys!
I'm closing out a week and as Mom searches for my plane ticket back I get more and more eager to return. We went to Pricesmart today and Christmas is in town-at least there-I have mixed feeling because on one hand I'm eager to dance around the store; on the other I feel blue because I realize how early they are and it's not time yet.
Deceptive Pricesmart! You are cruel to foreigners!
The weeks go by pretty quickly. Not this past one though, we had a conference inside an ice cube. I luckily brought with me papers to grade. I also stole many pens and candy so at least I had a semi-sugar/ink high. It back-fired a bit though because then I was all fidgety in my seat and my attention wavered. We had plans for Friday to go to an artisan market, but last minute after the conference we were told we were going to immigration. We are semi-legit. We have a temporary picture card, however there is still paperwork that needs to be done in order to leave for the holidays :/ Not there yet. I think everyone's in agreement that we all want to punch someone over immigration issues.
Lots of work to do this weekend...you'd think having three days off from school for conference would allot some time for work, but...no. I'm actually eager for this week with the 7th graders! Believe me, I'm as surprised to hear and write that as many of you are! We're working on Folk/Fairy tales and I just love reading all the crazy grim Grimm stories (I had to add that other grim in...their name is so befitting). Priceless. Today I got to take a break and we had a Fall party. I think there was maybe 10 different soups? I tried them all...I am full. Great night, lots of laughs. As always.
It has been a while since I've posted, so I'll include a few pictures as to what's been happening. Enjoy! Love you guys!
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| I'm pretty happy with this one...it came out super nice. I feel like it depicts my life right now quite nicely. This is the canal taken while driving over the Centennial Bridge (don't worry I wasn't driving) |
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| Proof that I'm actually in Panama |
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| Conference art work |
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Some Pics
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| Panama's National Flower-Orchid Exhibit |
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| It's called the Holy Spirit Orchid because of this little guy sitting in the middle |
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| These were just pretty |
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| Panamanian Orchid Mola |
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| Our amazing desserts at Crepes & Waffles, that's mine on the bottom left--it was a coffee, caramel mini-waffle |
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| Isle Mamey |
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| Isle Mamey, but auntie...I'm owling for you! |
It's all packed in
Hello Blogger Peoples,
This past week was much better than the week before. Still very trying and frustrating, but in comparison it was much better. God is helping me become more assertive. Thank you all for your prayers please keep praying because I'm feeling a little torn down and not so much a good teacher.
Was told this past week that I have some tics by the kids. Apparently when I have to yell to be heard I comfort myself by rubbing my arm. Also, it seems I keep my hands straight and never point, but do this karate-type movement. I don't mind so much the latter, I think it's pretty funny (it's true, I hate to point), but the other one I'm not too happy with. I think they just caught me at a bad time because I was sun burnt and my arms were sore...I'm going to say that was it. Also, it seems there is to be a fundraising show where they imitate some of the teachers, I've already been told I was a go. I've noticed the kids are picking up the random things I say, with even the same inflection-I don't know what to think of that. It may be dangerous.
Went to the orphanage this past Wednesday, it went very well once we got past the procrastinating Panamanians. The orphanage was under construction so half of the kids were somewhere else. The other half were toddlers and babies and when we (our group of 12) arrived they were asleep. We ended up cleaning a mildewy wall with the three brushes they gave to us, which meant (for a time) nine people were standing around cheering the three on. Very unproductive, but eventually we were able to go in and play with some of the toddlers (not the babies-only about 7-8 toddlers). It was sad to go, one of the little boys was giving huge smiles as we were walking out and throwing hugs and arms out...hard to walk away. I was very emotionally tired when we left. Funny story, when we finally got word of a task we all walked out following the head lady. I had no idea what was happening as I was at the back so I asked Abby (haha...Asked Abby) what was happening. She said, "We're following the heffa." As if I could change what was said, I piped up in shock, "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa!" [Which apparently is becoming my trademark of sorts as I say it often when I feel someone else may have been wronged--you can ask me when I puked/drooled after a confrontation and saying my motto another time] My shocked face must have made Abby explain further and the few 11th & 12th graders near were baffled by their unknowing of what must have been going on in my head. Abby linked it pretty quick and said, "Heffa, like the boss lady." I responded with cupping my mouth and laughing. She then explained to the others why I'd gotten upset by telling them that I thought she had just called the lady a heifer, which was a cow. Had a really good laugh and I still am giggling about it as I write.
Crossfire group went well, the girls were chatty and we definitely didn't have any awkward silences. They were sweet. I asked if there was anything that I could do to make the group run the way they wanted and they said, 'No, just be you.' I don't think they realized how sweet it was.
Game night Friday night, where I did laugh until I cried. Had a great Saturday with the Louderbacks + friends. Went to a locally-known private beach. Was actually pretty close to the other one we went to, it was very nice. We could swim out and look straight to the bottom. I saw a starfish and a bunch of little fishies. I didn't have any goggles. I brought a pair with me from the US that somehow are missing the rubber ring around one eye. They wouldn't be very helpful. I need to buy a new pair if we go again. Fun day. Then today it was work work work then a little play at a dinner party at the Richardsons where I made chili, cheese dip (I think it was a hit).
Thanks all for keeping tabs on me. And thanks, too, for reading these long rants about my days!
Love you!
This past week was much better than the week before. Still very trying and frustrating, but in comparison it was much better. God is helping me become more assertive. Thank you all for your prayers please keep praying because I'm feeling a little torn down and not so much a good teacher.
Was told this past week that I have some tics by the kids. Apparently when I have to yell to be heard I comfort myself by rubbing my arm. Also, it seems I keep my hands straight and never point, but do this karate-type movement. I don't mind so much the latter, I think it's pretty funny (it's true, I hate to point), but the other one I'm not too happy with. I think they just caught me at a bad time because I was sun burnt and my arms were sore...I'm going to say that was it. Also, it seems there is to be a fundraising show where they imitate some of the teachers, I've already been told I was a go. I've noticed the kids are picking up the random things I say, with even the same inflection-I don't know what to think of that. It may be dangerous.
Went to the orphanage this past Wednesday, it went very well once we got past the procrastinating Panamanians. The orphanage was under construction so half of the kids were somewhere else. The other half were toddlers and babies and when we (our group of 12) arrived they were asleep. We ended up cleaning a mildewy wall with the three brushes they gave to us, which meant (for a time) nine people were standing around cheering the three on. Very unproductive, but eventually we were able to go in and play with some of the toddlers (not the babies-only about 7-8 toddlers). It was sad to go, one of the little boys was giving huge smiles as we were walking out and throwing hugs and arms out...hard to walk away. I was very emotionally tired when we left. Funny story, when we finally got word of a task we all walked out following the head lady. I had no idea what was happening as I was at the back so I asked Abby (haha...Asked Abby) what was happening. She said, "We're following the heffa." As if I could change what was said, I piped up in shock, "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa!" [Which apparently is becoming my trademark of sorts as I say it often when I feel someone else may have been wronged--you can ask me when I puked/drooled after a confrontation and saying my motto another time] My shocked face must have made Abby explain further and the few 11th & 12th graders near were baffled by their unknowing of what must have been going on in my head. Abby linked it pretty quick and said, "Heffa, like the boss lady." I responded with cupping my mouth and laughing. She then explained to the others why I'd gotten upset by telling them that I thought she had just called the lady a heifer, which was a cow. Had a really good laugh and I still am giggling about it as I write.
Crossfire group went well, the girls were chatty and we definitely didn't have any awkward silences. They were sweet. I asked if there was anything that I could do to make the group run the way they wanted and they said, 'No, just be you.' I don't think they realized how sweet it was.
Game night Friday night, where I did laugh until I cried. Had a great Saturday with the Louderbacks + friends. Went to a locally-known private beach. Was actually pretty close to the other one we went to, it was very nice. We could swim out and look straight to the bottom. I saw a starfish and a bunch of little fishies. I didn't have any goggles. I brought a pair with me from the US that somehow are missing the rubber ring around one eye. They wouldn't be very helpful. I need to buy a new pair if we go again. Fun day. Then today it was work work work then a little play at a dinner party at the Richardsons where I made chili, cheese dip (I think it was a hit).
Thanks all for keeping tabs on me. And thanks, too, for reading these long rants about my days!
Love you!
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