October 15, 2005

  • Home again, home again, and what a perfectly lovely day for
    football!  We had been praying for great weather for Bulldog’s
    Day, and we certainly had it!  James went to the field (which is
    maybe one mile from our house) at 7:30 am. I took Michael at 10:00, and
    the rest of us arrived for the day by 10:50. 

    Lest you were wondering, Bulldog’s Day is the big event for our
    football league. All the teams play at home, there are lots of raffles
    and special things, and it’s generally a great time.  We were up
    against Bellefonte, who are a pretty good group of opponents. 
    However, in every game, the mighty Centre Bulldogs came out as
    winners.  Yea! 

    I got to work the concession stand, a job I enjoy, but BOY was I
    busy!  For two hours solid, the line was at least eight people
    deep. We sold out of so much that it wasn’t even funny. Instead of
    nachos, we were reduced to selling Fritos covered in cheese sauce.
    Mmmm… makes you wish you were there, eh?

    I have a huge list, as usual, but it’s “huger” than usual.  I’ve got lots to grade, but I had planned to watch A Knight’s Tale
    with the older boys tonight as sort of a “fun” Chaucer study. 
    Yes, I know there is an unclothed bum in one scene, but it’s a guy bum,
    so I didn’t think my guys would care. I don’t remember any “heaving
    bosom” stuff, but I’ll be holding the remote in case such a scene
    should occur.  But first, I have to prep for Sunday School as I’m
    substitute teaching the 4th to 6th grade class tomorrow.  It’s no
    bunch of lightweight Bible students I’ll be up against, so I’ve got to
    make sure I’m prepared.

    I have to go through the kids’ school checklists. I just have way too
    much writing scheduled for each day.  I am sure none of them will
    complain when I cut some of it and replace it with some quizzes and
    things like that.  It just seems as if they spend 50% of their
    school time in writing, so I think I’ve got too much scheduled. 
    David, for example, is required to write about 1,600 words per week.
    Michael clocks in at about 1,200. I think I’m making my kids write more
    (in word count) than I’m making my AP class write.  It’s time for
    a change!

    We have Bible time (almost) every school day. I’ve been reading a
    biography of Adoniram Judson to the kids (which is quite good). 
    When I read on Friday, we heard the tale of how a widowed young doctor
    who did cataract surgery in Burma (where Judson was) accidentally
    blinded a Buddhist woman during an operation. He felt so awful about it
    that he married the woman “on the spot” (as the book said). During our
    prayer time, we were all praying for Rachel’s upcoming operation on
    Thursday (to help correct her misplaced/misfunctioning ureter flaps
    between the bladder and kidneys) when David said, “Lord, help the
    doctor to not slip up when he’s operating on Rachel so he won’t have to
    marry her on the spot.”  If it hadn’t been the middle of prayer
    time, I’d have been rolling!

    I just wanted to close with a thank you to those who read my missives
    who are non-Xanga folk and can’t reply.  Becky, Katie, and my mom
    all get a big hello! (Those who reply are doubly-thanked, of course!)

Comments (3)

  • OK, I really would’ve lost it during prayer time had I been there.  That is too, too funny!  I cannot even believe how busy you are.  I hope you’re not feeling overwhelmed.  I know that I would be if I were in your position.  I’ll pray for you!

  • Okay Mary you are totally SUPER-MOM without a doubt.  I have no idea how you do it all without going crazy!  David is so funny, I know I would start laughing had I’ld been there.  Give Rachel are love and know we’ll be praying for her!

  • Thanks for the lovely comment…. the pregnancy is doing alright… I’ve got the sickies right now, but that will pass soon (I hope!)…..

    We’ll be praying for Rachel

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