Sex Week

In Childhood Development this week we are having what the kids call Sex Week. It's really Adolescence Week - discussing how the body changes ... but we did talk about sex an awful lot. I also talked about porno addiction, sex before marriage, std's, long term consequences of short term thinking, etc. The funny thing? A little over a month ago a parent complained to the powers that be that I had mentioned sex in class (well, I had), however, every single student in my Child Development class got parental permission for me to talk to them about sex. Huh. That's just funny. Makes me wonder who forged their slip. Our discussions also made me wonder if they realized how much I know about them by what they ask and where they look when I answer. I could just about for sure tell you who is having sex, who is addicted to porn, and who gets drunk on the weekends. Those eyes give away so much!

Tonight Josh and I went and bought the final things for my trip. After that our shooting buddy Ray, who works for Glockworx, came over and shaved down my grip and did all sorts of nice things to my gun for me (for less than half price! Go shooting buddies!) Aside from making my garage smell like beer and hot plastic, he made my gun grip specifically fit my and only my hand. (The whole time I was thinking ... is it smart to let him drink while he's working on my gun? But he seemed happy, and then happier when we sent all the left over beer home with him). I now literally have a grip made just for me. I can't wait to go shoot it! (But it will wait, until after Europe).

Last night Josh and I slept with the window open. I woke up about every hour (and yes, I did look at the clock) because I could hear the birds chirping so much clearer. (And what self-respecting type of mockingbird goes through its series of car alarms at 2 in the morning?) But honestly? I loved it! With the fresh air and the sounds of animals, I felt like I was camping and even though I woke up so much, I felt a lot more relaxed and rested this morning than I have in a long time. It reminded me of high school and college, when the birds would always wake me before my alarm clock, and then I would stare at my shrimp dancing around in their tank until I officially had to get up. Good times and good memories! It was a blessing to wake up feeling refreshed!

Well, my fish is moved home for the break (and hopefully Josh will feed it). My clothes are all washed and ready to pack. I need to actually pack tomorrow, call my family one last time, wrap up all my grades and class prep, and then pray a little bit more. It's almost time. If I can I will post from Europe, but I don't know if I will be able to. Love ya!