An update...however uneventful it may be. Here it is.

Super sorry that we havent updated for a while. The thing is... our internet only works every other day...and about once a week it is actually fast enough to use. So...patience dear readers.

Saturday: We woke up real stinking early (not really... like 7:30) and started our drive to Flagstaff. We had to take Diane to the train station so she could catch her bus to the Phoenix airport. Maureen did us proud and got us there with no problems. The drive is about an hour and a half but it goes by fast because the scenery is INSANE! There is one specific mountain that we have ever so thoughtfully named "Peanut Butter Mountain" because it looks like a glob of peanut butter. I know- creative. Anywho- we finally got to Flag (as the locals call it... we are trying to be one of them so that is what I will to refer to it as from here on out.) and went back to the same coffee shop we went to earlier in the week and ordered the same drinks too. It was SO COLD there that day- like 40 and rainy and we were freezing like fish sticks. Diane got on her shuttle about 20 minutes later we waved good bye and got in the car to go to Wal*Mart to pick up a few little things. This is where we decided that God must really like this blog... because crazy things just keep falling into our laps that are blog worthy. So me and Lo are looking at the tv's in walmart when a cute little native woman walks up. She was probably 80 or so. With no introduction whatsoever she says "I think the stupidest thing in the world is when there is a big house with only two people living in it. IT WASTES ELECTRICITY!" Then from there she proceded in her monologue. Refering to "He" (we never did figure out who she was talking about) and how it would be really nice for him to build houses for all the veterens to live in. Following that little notion with about 10 minutes of her saying "I don't care how old I am- if that happens I will jump high as a giraffe" but just rearranging the words of that sentences. After about 20 minutes of us blocking the DVD aisle smiling and nodding and saying "That makes sense" she just stopped mid sentence and walked away. Lauren and I just looked at eachother and said (simultaneously I might add) "What the?" We were so confused there wasn't even room for laughter. After that fun little shopping detour we moved on with our day, had lunch, ran in pouring rain to the very far away parking spot that lil Lauren insisted upon, were embarrassed about our wet dogness when we had to walk in front of the NAU baseball team when we stopped for a bathroom break at Subway, and then headed home. We went to Stan and Beth's again that night for a (and you thought we were roughing it...) STEAK DINNER, came home and slept. Apparently somewhere in that sleeping time Lauren had a nightmare and sprinted into my bedroom. So I woke up in the middle of the night and opened my eyes to laurens face one inch from mine. I may or may not have jumped and shouted in an embarrassing manner but I fell asleep again so I guess I don't mind.

Sunday: I woke up feeling like my head weighed 40 pounds. So i stayed home from church... we watched some movies and cleaned... and that's basically it. ( Lauren will update you on the rest of the night.)



A little side note. I have been teaching 2nd grade by myself since Thursday. I LOVE IT. It is seriously a blast. A little challenging at times because sometimes people would rather arrange pencil shavings in the shape of a cat while laying on the floor than do their math worksheets, but its still super fun. One day the class insisted that I was wearing the same outfit as the day before (which i was NOT thank you) and the only thing that saved me from ridicule was good old Franklin ( who I just began calling Mr. Franklinstein today) who told the class that the button on my OTHER sweater was bigger and brown instead of black. PHEW!
We have been playing lots of spelling games and I am proud to say I have successfully taught 7 2nd graders how to spell the word "children". The other day they had to write 7 sentences about why they loved being Hopi or Navajo which spawned all sorts of cool facts. One boy walked me through the butchering of a sheep step by step. Let me tell you- I will no long wonder what size knife to use when preparing a lamp versus a full grown sheep. Honestly I am going to be sad when their regular teacher comes back on Thursday. But we'll just see where things go from there!

Well I am hungry and there is leftover spaghetti calling my name. Miss and love you all.

Court


(these pictures are mostly for Tanner. Remember these dogs?? I bet you are clinching your teeth together at the cuteness right now.)