Bless My Beautiful Hide

Well, last Friday we got to go see a production of Seven Brides for Seven Brothers with my manager and one of her friends. It was a lot of fun and brought back a lot of memories for W and me. We also had a Greek dinner before hand that was quite yummy.

We also now have callings in our new ward. W gets to teach Sunday School for the 14-15 year-old class and I get to teach Primary for the 9-10 year-old class. I really like W's class but am feeling a bit overwhelmed with mine (half of the class members are trouble makers). I've been thinking about it a lot lately and realizing that I like interacting with kids that are younger than this age and kids that are older, but kids that are right around this age just get under my skin. I find this especially interesting because I've been reading Cat's Eye by Margaret Atwood and in it she talks about being this age, and being the mother of two daughters this age, and what a horrible age it is to be a girl (did I mention that my trouble makers are all girls?). I'm just not sure how to connect. Perhaps I'm just over-thinking, maybe I just need to give them more time.

My manager has, somewhat jokingly, mentioned the idea of making me her assistant manager. I think she's been doing this because she wants to get a noncommittal reaction from me. I don't know that it's necessarily going to happen, but it's a slightly new development in my life. W continues to work on his novel and hopes to be done with his first draft by Thanksgiving.

We both are doing well and living life. We're looking forward to the time when our life will reach a higher level of normalcy, but for the mean time we're trying to do what we think is best and what we think He would have us do.