Cause I Know Everyone Cares About My Dream Last Night

Last night I dreamed that I was back in my high school, wearing my letter jacket, walking into my English class to take a test. I was late, and everyone else was already seated quietly. I got out my piece of notebook paper and started to write my name. But I forgot what corner to put my name! And when I wrote my name, I wrote my married name so I had to erase it and change it back to my maiden name. I wrote "Jenny Martin" in perfect cursive.... but then I couldn't remember what went under that. The date? English IV? The name of my teacher?

Meanwhile, my teacher was reading off the questions... this was an oral test... and I had already missed the first 3 questions while I was paralyzed by my name and heading.

When I woke up, I was relieved to know it was all a dream... even though I am still in this very moment, this very awake moment, wishing I had known the first 3 questions and wondering how much of my grade this test was worth.

This got me thinking.... I think that the ages of 14-18 were not my best years to be a student. I think if I went back to high school right now, I would be a MUCH better student. I would do my homework and not be so lazy with stuff. I would still hate Science but I would pay more attention in certain subjects and I would be more organized. And I would not be so enthralled with boys. And I would not wear my hair in a ponytail EVERY. SINGLE. DANG. DAY.

Anyways, I have no interest in going back to school... I was just thinking about how much I've matured. (HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA)

Right now we are sitting in the living room. I'm drinking coffee, and Ellie is enjoying a Saturday morning cartoon. She loves herself some Bubble Guppies, y'all. She sings the theme song all day, everyday. Proud, proud, proud.

Grant started his new job this week, and so far, he is loving it! He has joined a great company and we are very blessed and thankful for God's provision and his guidance. Grant had more than one offer and deciding which job to take was a little daunting. I know, I know... it's a good problem to have... but when you have 3 open doors and you have to walk through ONE of them, you might freeze in place for awhile like we did!

We went to our local county library this week for "Infant Time". Oh my gosh, y'all. It was so cute. And FREE. We sang songs and they blew bubbles and read books and Ellie was very happy with all of it. She was slightly disruptive. Not with crying or anything like that.... but whenever a song would end, Ellie would clap and yell, "Yaaaaayyy!!!!" Also, when the teacher blew bubbles, Ellie was crawling all over the floor trying to catch them all, then would look at me and say, "Mo! Mo!" (more). It's a shame she doesn't try to communicate her feelings and emotions.

It's been a good week around here. We are all healthy and happy. And, the weather people are saying that tomorrow we will have temperatures in the 50s and I just don't really know how to contain my joy about that. Just know that Ellie and I will be in full winter gear because I AM BEYOND TIRED OF THE SUMMER CLOTHING BECAUSE WE HAVE BEEN WEARING IT SINCE APRIL.

Okay. Y'all have a great Saturday. I'm gonna go get out all my boots and sweaters.