I can't believe
no one has posted yet. are we all drowning in our sorrows? Val, do you miss us now that we are gone? I CERTAINLY don't miss you OR your stupide pranks. Hmp.
Yes, it was all very funny AFTER matt picked it up with a paper towel. I ought to stuff a real one up your nose.
So, what's everyone up to? How was Turkey day? We had a tremendously fabulous time. I managed to cook the 18lb. turkey, make 3 pie crusts, an apple crisp, talked to all the family (including the in-laws), went for a run before eating myself silly and managed 5 other women trying to work simultaneously in my kitchen. it was a madhouse, but realy fun and the food was terrific. We sat around eating, watched a little football, played catch-phrase, sent everyone home so we could nap, then invited everyone back to watch smallville and csi. pretty cool.
but i do miss you guys. i really want to see Michelle post some pictures from the weekend (or anyone who took them, for that matter). Any takers?
posted by Smitty @ 8:33 PM
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Oooh, did Val leave a piece of poopy in your house? That's funny!
I miss you all! Going away made me feel oh-so-lonely back here. Sadness. I need friends desperately! But I've been rereading Elisabeth Elliot's _Passion and Purity_ and have been convicted about my silly crushes (I think you all know who I mean). I'm just such a pathetic little girl when it comes to relationships. I fear that my desire for a relationship is replacing better desires--a desire to be holy and to honor God, for example. Not good. And then last night I had a dream about JT (not putting full name on purpose. We ran into him at Biola) that was somewhat disturbing. (Not like that one dream about NB--haha! but still weird). And the night before I had a dream I was pregnant.
Thanksgiving was fun for me, but nothing out of the ordinary. It is so cold here now. I miss So Cal weather! I hate not being able to see the sky, and having to wear long johns under my work pants. Hehe. And I'm still freezing!!
I feel like right now I'm doing a terrible job as a teacher. I guess it's good to feel that way, because it's motivating me to get my rear in gear. Which reminds me...I need to go grade tests. I HATE grading.
Anyhoo...love you chicas mucho. :) Miss you.
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