Puppet Prep
So it’s been awhile since I last posted (although I’ve been told that I post too much… maybe some people are just slow readers…:))
Thursday, last day of school, was ok. Kind of anticlimatic, for the end of school, but I know everybody wanted out. The hooligan Algebra Essentials class came in because they had a sub and because there were so few pre-calc kids. (Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing wrong with being in Alg. Essentials, but these kids in 6* rip up rooms and eat teachers alive).
—- and —– came over and chilled. That was fun, although I think they were bored, because we were trying to pack and leave. Oh yeah…. MY CAR ISN’T DEAD IT’S VERY MUCH SO ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Can’t you tell I’m excited? This guy downtown at Mahoney Motors fixed it, knew what he was doing, and was super cheap! This means we can go cruising again with the top down… and it’s quiet, so it’s not going to wake you up when we come get you —–… and it’s my baby and woohoo! Ah. To think I even considered getting a new car- I will never be disloyal again. I love that car, it’s fitting to my personality.
We went to Grass Valley and spent time with my dad’s family. They live up in the mountains, and I love mountains anywhere. They have a deck that looks out onto their little pond, and it’s not so much the view, it’s how quiet and peaceful it is, and how I feel I could sit forever and listen and enjoy God’s beauty.
Friday we went to the pool in order to get my dad out of the house so my aunts could get ready for the family surprise party. Cute lifeguards, as always. Then we surprised my dad. It’s so weird, I used to think 50 was so old, but my dad’s so energetic still… now my thinking is that 87 is old, because that’s when my great grandma started going downhill. Even my grandpa, who is 70, is still going strong. Hmm.
I went to my first flea market on Saturday- I’ll definitely have to go again, and I saw a lot of random, strange things, from laser pointers to moose heads to bedpans to old 1890s political party buttons to guitars to banjos to half-used baby formula bottles. Will have to go to another with friends, because it was strange going with my aunt. I saw more buttons to put on my backpack, and some guy offered me 50+ buttons for $20, but the thing was more than half of them had innuendo or swear words. I could have bought the whole thing and sold the bad ones at school, I suppose, but that would be a pretty bad witness.
There’s a group of 60+ youth group kids from Portland, Oregon, staying at church this week for their summer mission project and working with Heifer Project and Habitat for Humanity. Woohoo. I think later this week they’re going to hang out with the youth group at the combined bible study on Wednesday. Mostly boys, some cute, I dunno, it just seems odd that they’re staying at church. They have to be bussed somewhere to get showers because we don’t have any, and won’t for awhile because now they have to budget and audit the church and fundraise before we’re going to get our new multipurpose building!!!!! Argh!
We made my dad lunch today for Father’s Day. Through the years with struggles and pain, I’ve really been thankful he’s my dad, regardless of the crap that’s gone down.
—–: thanks for letting me borrow your books, I’ll return them ASAP, and they’re helping me a lot, making me think. Thanks.
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