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Yummy Bread and a picnic

Another week has gone by and as usual, full of things to do and never enough time to do it. Aww life. This past weekend, we had a church social at our house on Friday evening. The weather was perfect; not too hot, but not chilly. It was potluck and I had made a huge batch ofham and beans.

I had also attended the opening of  a new center at the college where I teach computer classes. It was very well done (which the college always does), but as I stayed to clean up—a wonderful thing happened.

Easter, Grandma's birthday, and more

 
Two weeks ago was Easter and Tony came home with a girl. We were all so excited to meet her and she fit in so well with the family. Whether or not she becomes a member of the family remains to be seen, but we all vote a definite YES!
 
I had been gone the weekend before on a trip to Utah and thus had been playing catch up all week. The laundry wasn’t done (and I might add) still isn’t done. I am still trying to get everything in order after 3 weeks of doing other things.
 
We had the church’s children’s Easter activity at our house on Saturday morning.

Trip to Salt lake City and Grand Canyon.

First of all, I went to Save-a-lot last week and bought 2 grocery carts full of canned goods. I hadn’t bought canned goods for more than six months and was out of just about everything. In that time, too, I had seen the prices drifting upwards and was worried that to replenish my stock it would be too expensive.
 
The first cart was vegetables and cost me $149. That was an excellent price for so much food. The second cart had more expensive items such as Cream of Mushroom soup, pineapple, fruits, etc.

Spring break, spring cleaning, and more tragedy.

Another week or so has gone by and as they say tragedy strikes in threes and it has. Another family in our church lost their wife and mother unexpectedly. We were in Houston for Spring break and Maria called me in the morning.
 
She told me this woman had passed away. I just couldn’t believe it. Her older children are married, but she still had 13 and 17 –year-old daughters at home. Also, her husband is legally blind and so she did all the driving, paper work and so forth.
 
He of course is devastated.

$2500 stolen...what a week!

Well, a very long week has gone by. It started with the death of our friend’s child and it just kept dragging and continuing. Monday morning, after I had not slept at all on Sunday night, I went to work.
 
I had told my class I would make them Pupusas so they could see how they were done.I took everything to class and made them. I then went to my next class out at Tinker, then home. I spent the afternoon on the phone planning meals and other needed services, did Landry for the family, then went on to my evening class.

The death of our friend's 3 year-old son.

How do I start to describe my week so far? On Sunday, we went to church in the morning as normal, and then had friends over after church. One family had come earlier and they were almost through eating (I had made Pupusas) when the second family called and said they had to go help someone move.
 
I told them to just come anyway and that they could eat real quick and then take our Suburban with the boys and go help the other family move.
 
Soon after they left, the phone rang and Elizabeth answered it.

Up and down...

 
What a roller coaster of a week. I had extreme moments of joy and extreme moments of frustrations. But such is life. One evening, I was alone in the house which is very rare and I was just crying and so I went to the computer and looked up the music to a new song I wanted to learn.
 
I had seen the sheet music in our church’s magazine and I had tried to pick it out on the piano, but I am not very good at that.
 
I did find it on YouTube and the music was incredible. I went from being sad and frustrated to feeling peace, comfort, and joy.

A stomach virus, wrecked truck, re-arranged house, and a water leak week!

It snowed last night and was icy so the college did not start classes until 10 am. My class is at 9 am. In other words, I did not have class today. Yea! I just stayed home.
 
I still woke up early and read for a while. I just finished, “Killing Lincoln” by Bill O’Reilly and Martin Dugard and now I am reading, “To Try men’s Souls” by Newt Gingrich andWilliam R. Forstchen.
 
Both books are hard to put down and are excellent. I am making Felipe, my 17 year-old read both.
 
I then recruited Fito and a friend who is staying with us, Jorge, to help me rearrange furniture.

Lots of cooking...

I am teaching a computer class write now (well…they are practicing their keyboarding). This is a beginning class and they come without even knowing how to use a mouse, turn on the computer, etc. many times they haven’t even see the Internet.
 
It is a fun class to teach, though, as we progress through Windows, Word, and the Internet. They set up a Gmail and Facebook account. They learn to copy and paste and learn the wonders of the Web.
 
Over and over again, the light comes on, they realize what a great tool this will be in their lives, they sent emails to each other and the excitement bubbles over and is contagious.

I canned BUTTER this weekend. WOW!

What a great weekend I just had.
 
Friday morning, I woke up in one of those strange moods where something was really eating at me…I didn’t know what or why…but I knew I wasn’t happy or content with life at the moment.
 
I ended up getting angry at Fito. We both left for work upset.
 
Of course, we cleared it up later and I realized what had been bothering me (and poor Fito, it had nothing to do with him).
 
Anyway, on the way to work, I was stopped by a Highway Patrolman. But a tender mercy from above was bestowed and he did not give me a ticket or even a written warning.