Our Weekend

Well, only four more days of school this week and then two weeks off! I'm so ready for this much needed break. I informed all of my students today that if we could all just survive until Friday afternoon without killing each other, then I would consider this 9 weeks a success. I am enjoying my students this year, but after spending at least 8 hours with them daily, I am also looking forward to spending some time away from them as well.

For some reason I lost my mind at the beginning of last school year and decided that it would be "fun" to be the SGA advisor this year. Remind me never to volunteer for things ever again. This is a much bigger task then I ever thought possible. I was thinking one or two meetings a month. No big deal. Let me just tell you...I was completely wrong.

The middle Tennessee area has a can food drive competition each year with all of the local high schools. Our school has won for the last 10 years straight. Nothing to live up to or anything. Nope...no pressure at all. Our goal this year is 60,000 cans. What?! These kids are serious about collecting them, so at least that's good.

We won our football game on Friday night against our county rivals Mt. Juliet. It was a great game...I wish I could say the same about afterwords. Gavin was running around and playing and having a good time when he tripped over his own feet and fell....hard!! I heard his head hit the pavement and went running over just in time for Darin to get there first. Darin picked him up and was hugging him. He moved his hand back from behind his head and there was blood covering his hand (i know...gross. I'm sorry...). Let me just tell you one thing. I do not do blood. The kids have learned this lesson well as Austin walked into the house the other day and announced, "Dad, I fell off my bike and cut my leg. You need to come look at it because you know Kate freaks out about this stuff." Yes, it's pathetic. I hate the site of blood. People say that when it's your own kids you don't think about it, but I seriously think I will. Anyway...back to Gavin. He is crying more because he dropped his candy than because of his head. At this point I'm thinking..."great...we're off to the emergency room and I'm going to have to go by myself because Darin drove the bus here with the football players." I've got all three kids plus my father-in-law in my car with me. What am I going to do? I ran and got some napkins and ice and by the time I got back there was quite a crowd gathered. Darin got the team trainer to come and look and do you know that there was barely a scratch!! I'm serious. No trip to the ER. Woo hoo!! After Darin took him to the bathroom to clean him up, he came back out and didn't say another word about his head. He had a pretty big knot all weekend, but didn't complain about anything. Disaster avoided!!

This weekend we're headed down to GA for a few days. I can't wait to see my family. I miss them all so much!! We're so excited to be able to catch up for a few days. I will post more when we get back!