Dear Sand Man,

I've never liked you.

Wow, when was the last time I wrote? Friday? What’s the scoop on my life since then?

-The boys did well at their gymnastics meet on Saturday.

-We skipped church once again on Sunday, because we were so burned out from said meet.

-I’ve been working at Dad’s like a lot.

-I’m tired.

-I taught the Spanish class on Monday because Gail couldn’t be there. It went, well. It’s not like I even covered a ton of material, I just had to make sure that the two classes that were merging for the day worked together. It was really fun actually…I like making things run smooth, and helping people have fun. It was good.

-Work.

-A little more work.

-Exercise.

-Art projects.

Yeah, busy, but nothing too sensational. Today however, was very interesting. I had today off, and Mom, the sisters, and I headed to Iowa City for a bit of fun. We had tickets to see this dance troupe from New York, and so that’s how we started off the day. The troupe was AMAZING, I totally loved the style. African roots, but with a modern lyrical style as well…mmm…too good. One problem though, was that I stumbled and fell as we were entering out seats, heh, so that was weird…but besides a twisted ankle and slightly hurt pride, all was well. Laughs were had, and the real show started with no mishaps.

Then we went to lunch, which was so much fun. I don’t know why…we just laughed the whole time. Come to think of it we laughed and talked during pretty much all of our little excursion today.

Then we did some shopping and headed for home. We picked up the kids at Fellers, and lets just say there were a few problems. I really don’t want to go into it right now, but yes. Lets just say that once again, I’ve come to the conclusion (Can you do that more then once?) that friends are completely over-rated. And as far as trusting them goes…well…you have to trust them to some degree, but I think its best to be ready for anything.

I don’t know kids, but I think families are where its at. *SNAP*

This brings us to fall number duex. Mom and I were walking up Dad’s office sidewalk, and I don’t know what happened, but pretty soon I’m on my knees for the second time today, and in serious pain. I sit back and see that my favorite jeans now have a whole and are covered in blood on my right knee. I’m sorry kids, but I started to cry, and then Mom started asking me if I was okay, and got all worried, and then she saw my bracelet.

I was also wearing my favorite glass bracelet, and there it was on the sidewalk broken. Mom picked up the pieces, I might be able to fix it, and we went inside. I sat in Dad’s office and cried and examined my knee. There’s a lot of skin missing now, and it stings, but I’ll be okay.

Just to top it off though, I fell at dance class tonight too. There’s Camille, the frumpy one front and center, and now on the floor.

Oh well…three times the charm I guess.