Longwinded..boring..you know, like me.

So there are lots of things I should blog about.. But I don't really feel like it right now. I usually think about blogging things and never get around to actually doing it because I've already blogged them in my head.

I taught my Sunbeams class today without a team teacher. It was pretty horrendous. The worst part was having to keep the door open and having the kids distracted the whole time. Okay, maybe that wasn't the worst part. Maybe it was the hitting and the temper tantrum in the corner. Who knows?

Peter is out of town this week. It's always scary when he's gone. I just like having him here. I like knowing he'll come home every night and take care of me and Brita. Oh well, I'm still spoiled having Monica here helping me.

I think it's annoying that no one in my ward will recognize that Monica is a member of the ward. When we moved in people came and visited us. And we spoke in church. And we got callings. And home and visiting teaching routes. All the family wards I was in while I was single were nice to me. Maybe it was because I was getting ready to go on a mission. And maybe I'm over reacting.

We need screens on our windows really badly. Monica has one on hers, but I think it's the only one in the house. Some day we'll get our act together.

We finally looked at carpet samples. We're getting closer to deciding. It's taken nine months for us to get this far. Hopefully we'll actually get carpet before another nine months pass. That'd be nice.

I've been thinking a lot about my school advisors. I think I had the best three advisors in the world. They each totally went out of their way to help me multiple times. I really think that the Lord had something to do with putting me in association with such great people. When I switched my major at Ricks it was totally blindly and I honestly thought I'd switch it to something else and no one would even notice. Bad plan to do it the week before advisement week if that's really what I wanted to have happen. I think I ended up meeting with Brother Blaser five times that week and by the end of it my life was pretty much planned out for a while. If I'd had any other advisor he probably wouldn't have gotten me a job that I loved, let me grade my own papers, helped me graduate in a year, given me access to the college garden, and treated me like his own daughter. I would have totally missed out. He also introduced me to my second college advisor who introduced me to my third college advisor. All of whom I loved.

I'm really bad at grammar. Just in case you haven't noticed. I know I do things wrong, but I just didn't get the mad grammar skills of my siblings. That's why they've all read some really, really boring papers helping me get through school. Maybe it's because I'm home schooled, but I've seen a lot worse.

By the way, where do people get off being anti-homeschooling? I can see it not being for some people, or people having had bad experiences with home schoolers, but really being anti-homeschooling is just dumb. Being anti anything is fairly dumb in my opinion. Unless you see it as a moral issue, which I could understand, or if it infringes on someone else's rights or something, but it's just so slippery that I think people should just mind their own business and stop being anti things.

Speaking of home schooling (one word? two? will we ever know?) I think it made me socially backward. It must have been the home schooling. The year and a half of public schooling and the four years of college just couldn't combat it. I'm sure I would be a social butterfly if I had just gone to public school. Peter and I went to a dinner last night and I just couldn't join in any of the discussions at our table. Half the time I had no idea what they were talking about, too. Oh well, I'll get over it. Maybe they will too.

Aren't you glad that I don't usually have time to just ramble about things on my blog? Don't worry, I probably won't do it again any time soon.