Before the school week started Leland and I were commenting on how we needed just one more week of vacation. When I was in school I thought the two weeks off was borderline crazy. IN college I thought one month was absolutely ridiculous. Now, two weeks is too short and one month sounds about right. It's funny how we long for the "old" days the older we get.
The first week back at school went as smoothly as expected. Kids were still in the holiday daze, so it wasn't too bad for me. The only major event was one sophomore that decided that instead of doing her work she was going to write a story. This was no ordinary story for a sophomore girl. it was an all out gay porno story. Blech! When I was a sophomore I wasn't writing stories while day-dreaming in class, I was writing notes to my friends about how boring Mrs. Lunt's English class was. It's interesting to see the difference between when I was growing up and today's youth. The things that were once taboo are now the norm. When I was in young women I always heard how my generation was the greatest generation and we were saved for this time because of our faithfulness and our strength. I think about it now and believe that my children will be among the greatest of the children on the earth. Things will get worse before they get better and my children will be in the midst of it. I hope that when I do have children I am able to teach them to be strong and be able to outlast the evils of the world. That's still a long way from happening, but hopefully, when it does happen I will be ready to teach.
This past weekend Leland and I went to the US Army All-American Bowl. The game was really boring. In fact, the most excitement I had was peeling my grapefruit and listen to Leland and one of his ref buddies discuss the mechanics of those reffing the game. I think the best part of the game was seeing all the soldiers from Ft. Sam out there. It was a sea of camo in about three or four sections and they were having a great time. They got a wave started that went around the Alamodome about 10 times. It was neat to watch. It was also pretty cool to see those kids that were deciding on where they were going to commit to play college ball make their choice. Those schools are getting some pretty darn good players. The overall experience is neat. It's a great family environment. The best part, no alcohol is sold. Love it! No drunks making themselves look bad. If only the city hadn't drained the river for the annual river cleaning it would have made for a very nice experience for all involved. For some strange reason, the city likes to drain the river when huge, national events are taking place. When people come to San Antonio they want to see two things, the Alamo and the Riverwalk. not much to see but sludge and trash when it's drained and that makes the city look oh so beautiful. I wonder when the city will finally get it through their heads that the best time to empty the river is not when you have big things like the All-American Bowl coming to town. I think it should be drained the first week of February, but I digress.
On Sunday, my ward got a new bishopric. I am a little sad to see the old bishopric go, but I am excited for what the new bishopric is going to do. I don't know how things will change, but I look forward to what happens next. Hopefully this bishopric is stricter on cell phone usage during church and really focuses on the youth. The last bishopric was great, but I don't think they were strict enough on the youth and what their responsibilities are. The youth are good kids, but I thinking we are holding them to the standards as those that are not members of the church. Before I go off on another tangent I better end my writings for the day.
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