Sunday, May 3, 2009

Verb-al, Verbal, V-ball

Just a little glimpse into my week...
Hit the ground running on Monday with a full day of classes. I came home exhausted. Barely sat down and then Kevin called because he had locked his keys in his van. Back out, into the rain now, rescued him, and by the time I got back to my neck of the woods the streets were flooded. Circled and circled until Steve got home and gave me the best route to follow. Whew. Sat in front of the computer Monday night trying to get caught up for Tuesday and then just gave up. Well guess what? Our weather was so awful on Tuesday that classes were cancelled!

By Wednesday the water was down, papers were graded, and things were looking up! Well except for that swine flu thing. The news was getting a little scarier. Thursday night we had our Open House in Katy where we PREP teachers met new parents and had a chance to explain in person just what we do. No rest for the weary. On Thursday night the emails started about the flu. (Mom, you had your chance to manage disasters. You did a great job. I don't want to follow in your footsteps. Really!) Managed to meet with the rest of the coordinators and put together a statement. On Friday, it was time to shop and bake. I thought, hahaha ha ha ha HA, that I'd pick up some hand sanitizer to bring to class with me. Folks that stuff is as scarce as bottled water and propane during hurricane season. Came home and baked the first half of the 250 mini chocolate almond tartlets for the church dedication service on Sunday.

Today - what day is it? Oh yes, volleyball! Although some schools are closed and some clubs dropped out, the tournament went on as scheduled. Well, there were a few modifications. The scoring tables all featured Purell and Clorox Wipes. The teams didn't shake hands pre- and post-game as usual, instead they waved at each other across the court. (It did look pretty cute!)
Kelsey's team didn't have a stellar day, but they kept up their spirits. Speaking of up, it's 1:30 AM and I still am...

The last of the tartlets are cooling and I'm heading to bed. Night all!

(PS...I posted on facebook earlier that my day was full of "baking verbs: cutting, folding, grinding, rolling, pulsing, tamping, and filling." Kevin's comment? "Mom, this sounds like you're a drug dealer." 'bout a bottle of Purell?)


Anonymous said...

Thanks for the accolade.
However, managing disasters just takes practice which you do every day--managing small disasters (keys in car, late to meeting, sudden guests). Bigger disasters are managing bigger events--weddings, receptions, birth of babies. And they all are managed with the help of our Savior, which He will do also with the "flu"--hand santatizer or not.

I think "waves" are cuter than handshakes anyway.

Wish I had a tartlet. Your dad is cooking catfish (Ray caught) courtbullion tonight for all the Augustines. I'm making West Texas Pea Salad, Cherry Angel Food Cake (the easy kind) and garlic bread (Dave's request). Wish you were here.

Love, Mom

southerninspiration said...

THANK you for making all those tarts.....can we call you the Queen of Tarts???? :)
Missed seeing you this a.m...hope you will make it.
Waves, huh????

AggieSoonerMom said...

C'mon now, don't you ever consider just bringing bags of chips and bottles of pop to these things? You work too hard!

I should teach you the fine art of loafing. :-)

Teacherperson said...

Purell! HA!

I'm with Aggie. Well, I'm lazy like that, but I do so appreciate those folks like you who bring the truly yummy things.

I watched Jeopardy yesterday with my grandma and thought of you.