I bought sesame oil so that I could make fried rice like my mom. I failed miserably and burnt the pan.
I bought a book that I'm really excited to read and have had time to get to page 5. From
Through Painted Deserts:"...everybody, every person, has to leave, has to change like seasons; they have to or they die. The seasons remind me that I must keep changing, and I want to change because it is God's way. All my life I have been changing. I changed form a baby to a child, from a soft toys to play daggers. I changed into a teenager to drive a car, into a worker to spend some money. I will change into a husband to love a woman, into a father to love a child, change houses so we are near water, and again so we are near mountains, and again so we are near friends, keep changing with my wife, getting our love so it dies and gets born again and again, like a garden, fed by four seasons, a cycle of change. Everybody has to change, or they expire. Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave their home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons."
--Donald Miller
Back to School Night was last night. It was okay, but it really made me feel inadequate and afterwards I just felt so bad for my poor students who are being hauled through this year of chaos with me. So I decided to go to Bible study even though I would be late because it's not healthy for me to go home and sit in my room and think unpleasant thoughts. I'm glad I went because afterward we played a slightly different version of King Jabba, which is the best game on Earth. I left at 11:00. I feel like a Sim. I can't get all those little happiness bars green. If I spend time working on my social bar, my sleep bar turns red and this a problem because I can't focus on writing anymore. Poor little worn out eyeballs.
We planted our seeds yesterday and the kids were really good at following the directions. My dad made a fancy light hooky together thing so I have 3 plant boxes all lined up. I hope they germinate soon!
I'm almost done testing the reading levels of all my kids. They range from level 3 (beginning of 1st grade "I can eat. The dog is brown.") to level 28 (end of 3rd grade level, think Harry Potter). It's like the old-fashioned one room school except they are all about the same height.