Tennessee Trip, Part II

So that first Friday was Christmas. Our family doesn't celebrate Christmas, what with its origins being Catholic and farther back, pagan (originating at the tower of Babel, if you didn't know), so we didn't really care much. My brother-in-law's family usually gets together for a big dinner though, so we went and hung out with all of them. It's really weird...we used to be really close with all of them, but they don't make any effort at staying in touch, even when we do, so it's like we don't really know each other anymore. It's kind of sad. I feel like we kept growing up and our lives are going somewhere, and there, time just stands still. So they didn't. But they're ok with it so I guess it's alright. Anyway...this was a long rabbit trail.
Punkin', Sticky Bean and I stayed home from church on Sunday because Sticky Bean had some weird thing that gave him red spots (we had several theories, but never really figured it out), and I had a cold, so we decided not to give whatever we had to everyone else. Aaaaaand Punkin' taught me how to make homemade granola (recipe coming) and yogurt (recipe also coming), so we did that and cleaned the house. Worked a little on my skirt too. Fun times.
The next week, we cooked a lot, I washed dishes a lot, and read some good books, went to get milk from one of the Amish families, finished my skirt, and just enjoyed being together. I just love visiting my sister. She always listens well and gives me good advice about stuff, and doesn't treat me like I'm stupid. Which leads me to my next point. I really really really HATE when people talk to me like I'm stupid. You know, that patronizing, a-little-too-patient voice they use for two-year-olds and puppies. I. CAN. NOT. STAND. THAT. And there is a person in my life right now, who shall remain nameless, that uses that tone with me all the time, and it really just makes me want to smack said unnamed person. *sigh* I'm done with that now. I just needed to get that out.
Okay. About my brother-in-law, who I call LoggerDave on this here blog thingie. He's pretty cool. I like him a lot. He just loves my sister so much, and loves their son, and I think he's pretty great. I'd be ok marrying someone like him. I just really think a lot of him. He works really hard and loves Jesus. Those are the important parts, anyway:)
So then we came home, and now we're back to our normal, lame lives. Haha:) Not really lame, just a little less fun. I still enjoy teaching, and the ITRT at my school finally got my SMART board working (YAY!!) so that's making things easier and more interesting in the general music classes I teach. Our semesters are about to change over, so I'll get new students in those classes in a little over a week. I'm a little nervous about that because I have one class with TWENTY NINE students in it. Yes. Really. I told the guidance counselors if they put another kid in that class, I better get an aide. (It's the law...they'd have to give me one) Really though I almost cried when I saw that. You've got to be kidding me!! was my first thought. I'll get through it somehow...

P.S. Superbowl predictions (not that my opinion matters): Colts and Jets.

Leah