Hullo Everybody! How are you all? We are well...sort of. We aren't sure if we can host church this week because some of the younger ones fell prey to a sort of fever/cough thing yesterday. But it is too early to tell if we shall be well by then. I hope so! I love hosting church! So, how is everyone loving this weather? I do pity you poor Northerners (Yankees ;) who still have snow! I am sitting in the office typing this with the door wide open. Yesterday we planted our spring garden! Yay! Glad to have that over with! Oh! Do you remember that camp we went to in the fall? Well, yesterday we got the D.V.D. from the week! (Actually 3!) It is alot of fun to watch everything we did all over again!
So. I just finished a full day of school-work and working as office manager. I had quite an "officy job" today too: auditing contracts. Yep. So for anyone who is wondering, here is how it goes: I go through each contract and total the man hours, then the amount of each material we used, (mulch, plants, herbicides and pesticides, fertilizers, seed, etc.) and total each of those things up. Then I leave it for Dad, who will show me (or do it himself) how to check the contract and see if we are making a good profit, and then we will adjust accordingly, print off a new contract, and then we are back in business!
(Mama just came back from sending my books off to test families!) Sorry you guys, we've been really busy!
I have been given something rather in the spirit of a death-sentence. I suppose none of you have ever felt the sinking feeling when a judge tells you that you have 24 hours to live? Neither have I. But...I have been told, by my teacher, my principle, my head, that I must... *quivering lips* finish the last 3 booklets of my algebra by June 11. AAAAAAAHHH!!! I'm panicking! (Just kidding. It isn't that bad. I do promise to dance a jig on its head when I am done!) I will be so heartily glad to be done with that most vile, evil, sorry excuse for academics! ;)
I told Daniel recently, that all my everything goes into the right side of my brain. I can easily imagine what the poor left side of my brain must look like.....the right side is swollen to a very strange proportion, squashing poor little leftie. The left side is shrivelled and dry like an old leaf, or a rotten pecan.... but if Mr. Lefty would be as pleasant and easy-going and interesting as the cosmopolitan Miss Righty, than, I'd pay him mind too. But Mr. Lefty insists on picking crumbs of dusty, ancient, dull, hideously tangled subjects to satisfy his miserable existance, and I leave him alone when at all possible. In fact, I think that it is probably a good thing that I do some math and science, for otherwise, I would have to go around with earplugs in, lest some well meaning person ask me what 2x2 is; for then, shrivelled, old Mr. Lefty would suddenly swell, and send out a very quick answer (like a person being awakened in church) and then I'd say, "2x2 is 5!" very loudly and blush a very deep shade of red. Oh well.
Left-brained things are not my forte. Why is it that people are always considered clever when they can do things easily like 7 digit math problems in their heads, and know off the cuff what the Cel. version of the temperature in Farhenheit is? I'm afraid not many people care how quickly I can make a pretty good poem about the awfullness of algebra.! ;)
But all's well that ends well, and, as someone said, (I can't remember who! :) in answer to a different question (but it can be applied nicely) "There's somes as is and somes as isn't!"
-Rachel
P.S. Just to let those of you who are interested know, we have named the goat kids!!!
The girl is Lizzie (after you-know-who) and the boy is Chocolate Chip (Chip for short:)
I felt sorry for those poor little animals goin' around for a week without a name to their person ;).
-Sarah
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