Home is where the home-cooked food is...

i.e. the heart.

So, I'm back at my parent's house. And, unfortunately, working on homework. It's going alright now. For a bit there, it was going soooo slowly. Lesson plans are evil.

Last night we had over a guy that my parents use to hang out with back when they were the "young adults group". It was strange to hear them called that. We had Jerk Chicken! It is sooo good!

Today, Linda and I made pies for Thanksgiving. We're having a couple people over, so we made extras. I'm not sure if pumpkin or pecan is my favorite. I think it also depends on the recipe though.

Oh, I quit my lifeguarding job! It's so nice not having to fight with all of that drama. And for about a week now I've been subbing in kindergarten. I think it's beginning to show. Not that I'm talking down to people, I try to avoid that with kids, but more that I'm starting to act more and more like them and my lesson plans are beginning to be based more and more on their level. But then again, in high school, you do tend to revert back to your toddler days.

The puppies, all 60 pounds of them each, are so great! I've missed them so much! They're big lumps of dirty fur that try to rub and lick you and knock you over all at once. I'd take them back with me, but I don't think they'd fit into the apartment.

homework, a haiku and I don't know what else

So, I've really been struggling with getting my homework done. I've avoided it to the point that I can no longer avoid it. I wouldn't be so against it accept that every time I turn something in, I find out that I haven't done it to the teacher's satisfaction. And while he explains what needs to be done, I feel that we're speaking different languages. I don't understand him. Which can be a real problem and it discourages me to do any work. So, here I am stuck with trying to figure out if this is really what I'm suppose to be doing, or if it'll be given back to me to redo again. *sigh* But at least now I understand a big part of my not wanting to do this. I mean, my other class, very into. He gives positive feedback. And you would think that both are professors of education that they would both do that more than regular professors.

So, Jonny G. asked for haikus and here is one:
I'm falling fast
Ask and I'll tell you much more
Secret unveiling

Yeah, well, it's not about him, but it is about a guy. But you'll have to do as the poem says. I've really tried to keep this a secret, but everytime I turn around more and more people know. We really need a bigger church. One where everyone doesn't know everyone. But then again, this makes it more like family. Much more like family.

The Feast was AMAZING!!! We had all sorts of adventures there and trying to get back here. But, honestly, my favorite part were the messages. They were so on point. Mr. Winnail rocks! So do Mr. Smith and Mr. Fraser. Oh, that was one weird part of the Feast. We had a couple of sermons on tape. I'm not use to that at the Feast, local congregation, yeah, but not there. But they were really great too! This time I didn't come back with a tan or braids, but it was still good. Oh, and I recommend getting a massage professionally. They are so great! And half and hour is not a long time.

Work is going alright. I turned in a notice to tell one job that I'm leaving after December or sometime around then. I figure with student teaching, I won't be able to do both. I need to contact them about that.

Oh, and Thanksgiving should be interesting! I CANNOT wait!!! YAY!