Ok my brother has "pointed the teacher finger" at me to update so I am stopping everything and trying to fulfill his wish. Just a quick update on the family situation...jesse is home and working at grocer's pride (local grocery store) and piggly wiggly cutting meat once again. Sandy has one basketball game left and I have managed to tape 2 of them and Emma Lee's birthday party for Bennett and Jana...now if i can find the time to record it onto a DVD we will be in business. Sandy will be signing up for softball this weekend and Jesse will be signing us up as coaches. Man I love softball/baseball season. Emma Lee is sweet looking but bad as usual. I am leaving Friday for Anchor Convention in Grenada. Next weekend we finish upwards basketball (thankgoodness cause even though i learned some basketball is a confusing game). For the most part lets just say you better know our cell phone #s to keep up with us for the rest of February and March.

As I sit here thinking over the last couple of months it all seems so blurred. But one thought keeps coming back into my head. I LOVE MY JOB! There is always someone telling me how they could not do my job for a million dollars. On a daily basis I have the awesome job of hanging out with teenagers. Granted there are days when I have listened to HHS's version of "Days of our Lives" so much that i must come straight home and go to bed. I mean really, how many times can someone talk about someone and get them all stirred up before someone explodes? My poor family must listen to me come home and vent about all the craziness and I can get so upset and so hurt, but in the end I don't want to be anywhere else. Teenagers don't necessarily have more to deal with than i did only 15 years ago but today with the attitude of "if it makes you happy go ahead" they definitely have a hard time finding the good Christain friends that I had. So many of their decisions have to be made in a gray area that they are not sure what is right and what is wrong. This weighs heavily on me daily. Then last month Bro. David came to me wanting me to fill in one wednesday night at Main Event. I had like a month to plan and what do I do...wait till Wednesday to really get anything together. For a week I had asked different youth group members what I should talk about and I got the standard answers...sex, drugs, alcohol. Good Grief--- i mean I could have talked about that but really don't they already know that those are the big 3 no no's. So we played the HAHA game (will give instructions on that one later). It was just a silly game that some thought was lame and others were relieved to get to get out of their chairs and have fun. So we compared that to our Christain walk. Most of us know what is right and what is wrong and some times it is lame and hard to do the right thing and sometimes it is fun and easy. Sometimes it is just a matter of character and having a relationship close enough to God to hear Him tell you who, what, when, and where...rarely a why. Of course it went from there to much discussion because the teacher in me hates for students to sit there and stare at me. All any of them really want is for someone to love them enough to take care of them so that one day they can do the same. I think many parents have missed this idea and now they have children that will not make good citizens and don't have a real relationship with God. So many kids today actually have curfews for during the week. What the crap? I was not allowed to go anywhere during the week so there was no need for curfews. I hope and pray on a daily basis that I can do half the job that I think my parents did, but I can say this. I have found a use for my selfishness---my kids sure won't do anything I was not allowed to do...hehehe.