flotsam and jetsam

Some snippets from my week:

  • My assistant flew back to the States for a furlough trip. ::cringe:: You're missed, Charlene.
  • When I left for Hope House on Friday, I had absolutely no energy. I ended up holding Nkosi, a teeny-tiny one-year-old, who seemed equally energy-less. He lay on my chest as I lay on the grass for a good portion of the afternoon.
  • We had some pastors from the States with us this past week, and they came over for dinner one night. I'm not a very good cook and tend to stress out when I need to cook for people I don't know very well. But all went well, and they seemed to enjoy my sauce and meatballs. Phew...
  • Because I was gone the week before, I taught a double-header missions class this week. I went into it hoping that 2 1/2 hours wouldn't seem to drag on for the interns, and knowing they were probably hoping the same thing. We ended up having some incredible discussions and even went over our allotted time. We finally stopped three hours after we started, and the interns couldn't believe so much time had elapsed. Soooo good.
  • Yesterday I did absolutely nothing. I stayed in my pj's all day and lounged around the house. It was my first day off in over 3 weeks, and I fully embraced the spirit of nothingness.
  • I've been taking nasty uncoated penicillin tablets three times a day for the past two weeks. Sadly, my tonsils don't seem to have noticed. I've got a month longer to go, and I'm holding out hope that the pills will work their magic.