Happy Thanksgiving!

So, same as last year, I worked today. My Thanksgiving involved baking pumpkin chip cookies for my kids. When I passed out the cookies the kids were pumped, as homemade cookies are pretty uncommon here. One kid in particular just kept going on and on and finally said, "Will you marry me?" When I turned to look at him, I realized he was talking to the cookie. He later referred to his wife digesting in his tummy.

Also had a kid ask this during a Science lesson about the digestive system: "So, do babies pass through the intestines too?"
Answer: "Nope. Ask your mom."

I hope you had a great day...now go do some serious Black Friday shopping for me!!

Highs and Lows

I feel that my life as of late would be best expressed in Bible Study Ice Breaker fashion. Ladies and gentlemen, my high and low for the week:

High: Krispy Kreme is opened in Monterrey TODAY only a few miles from my house. I drove by it today and there was a line of about 20 cars trying to get into the parking lot. I might have to wait til the newness wears off, but I'm sure I'll make it there sooner rather than later. I'll take pictures.

Low: My car wouldn't start this morning. CAN YOU PLEASE PRAY FOR MY SWEET CAR if you think about it? It has been to the mechanic 5 times in 3 months- to two different mechanics. My friend convinced me that my ability to choose a mechanic is weak so she insisted I go to the one she and her family go to. I took it tonight and they were super helpful (and there was an antique Rolls Royce being fixed. For some reason, that gave me comfort).

Also, two sweet friends from college lost their dads this past weekend. To my knowledge, both had massive heart attacks. So if you could also remember Margaret (and Bill- they are siblings) and Jessica and their families.

When the bee stings (and when the Spanish isn't quite there)

Below is an email I sent to some of my friends during the dog bite saga. After it happened, I talked about it with my neighbor, Chava, because the dog had previously bitten his sister Katy. I retold it to the school nurse and then again to my vice principal when they were helping me find a place that would give me the tetanus shot.

So I was talking to Chava last night about the dog biting Katy and I said, “Y el perro se mordió a Katy verdad?” And he answered my question and continued on with the conversation. This morning I said it again…”Y a mi amiga se mordió tambien.” THEN I was in the office with Cynthia and Martha and overheard Cynthia on the phone saying, “Y anoche la mordió…” and I said to Martha, “Wow, I’ve saying ‘se mordio,’ so I’ve been telling people that the dog bit himself haven’t I? Or that Katy bit herself?” And Martha died laughing in affirmation.

All that to say, that while I speak Spanish on a daily basis and can communicate effectly almost all of the time, I still have a few things to learn.