Back in the saddle again

Why does the week after a long weekend seem long, too? Ah, the mysteries of the human mind and our perceptions...
Well, here goes the long update of the past week, because I know how much everyone loves an update blog. (actually, I really don't care - I'm doing this blog for me - it just so happens that other people can read it...)
Wednesday - I 'helped' with dinner at church. Truth be told, I ate dinner, and dried some dishes. And played with Hunter. He's a trip! I love kids. They are fascinating. Then, I went home, and finished laundry and packed to go to Nashville, and the Nicholson's house. After driving through some patchy heavy rains, I made it to the Music City at about 11, in time to meet up with Amy, Amy (yes, two of them), Maryah, Nathan, and Neil and see the Wooten Brothers. Good times.
Thursday - Turkey Day! I went with Amy (my roommate from senior year) and met up with Neil at the Woerner's (other Amy, Nathan, and their brother John, and parents) for an outstanding meal. Side note: Nathan and Maryah are way too cute. All I have to say about that is...troxfot. For the rest of the day - the tryptophan kicked in, and thwarted my attempts to grade quizzes. Instead I watched Radio and Secondhand Lions (which was much better than I thought it would be based on the previews).
Friday - I had my second Turkey Day! The Nicholson's have their dinner on Fridays now because that is the day that UT plays football - and by that I mean Texas. We had a very american meal, in the TV room, on TV trays, watching the game. Amy had to work, but she was given two hours for her lunch break so that she could eat with us. After the meal, I promptly fell asleep. I was woken up in time, however, to go to the Wildhorse Saloon for some country line dancing with Amy, Maryah, Nathan, and John. Let me just quote Maryah about the Woerner boys, "I don't think that they are white." I love dancing, especially with people who know how to dance, and just do it for the love of it. I had such a blast with them, and the evening ended on a high note.
Saturday - I woke up wanting some sweet potatoes - so that's what I had. I had my third turkey meal for brunch. It was really breakfast, but somehow, it doesn't sound so bad to have a turkey dinner for 'brunch'. Amy and I said goodbye when she left for work, and then Maryah talked about boy for a while before leaving. I say 'boy' because there really is only one that she was talking about - Nathan. They had their first date for Saturday night. Anyway, we finally got around to leaving, and drove to our friend Rachel's. I got to see her engagement ring for the first time, and hear all about the third wedding that I'll be missing in December (tear, tear). Then Maryah and I went our separate ways, and I drove home.
And thusly went my weekend.
Not much happened on Sunday or Monday - just please pray for me on Sunday - I'm once again attempting to sing in the choir. Yikes! I don't know why it freaks me out so much to be at the front of the sanctuary singing. Sure I was a little nervous when playing the flute, but never like this. I think maybe it's because my eyes are free to look around, and I'm more conscious of being in front of everyone. I don't know.
I spent most of Monday in the fetal position with a killer stomach ache. Don't know why. But I've been more sick this semester than ever before. [deleted]
And finally, this morning - I left the parking lot to discover a flat tire. Happy, happy, joy, joy. Actually, it wasn't too bad, thanks to the help of a friend. So here's my shout-out to the reeser - thanks for helpin' a sistah out. Now I've learned how to change a tire!
Cheers!