Happy Monday, yall! I feel like I blinked and the weekend was over. I’m tired this morning. Here we are for a double of my weekly highlights (Sept. 11-17 & 18-24). I don’t feel like the last 2 weeks have been that eventful at least that’s not what’s showing up on my iphone camera rolls.
Alex and Madison came over to discuss a potential cruise at Christmas. The night before Alex had to go to the ER to get 4 stitches in his forehead from a shelf falling on him at work. He’s ok, but sitting in the ER for 4 hours is no fun. After our discussion Rob went to campus and I followed behind a couple hours later. Alex brought me to his apartment which is right across the street from campus so I walked to the stadium from there. On my way to the stadium, we saw <Aurea (our War Eagle) get escorted in.
From there I made my way down for more pregame festivities. Lots of people!
And then the game. We beat Samford 45-14
I am still enduring the pottery wheel class. I’m a bit frustrated with the teacher. I feel like she showed us a couple things and then was like go watch YouTube. Each week I’m having to really think about what I need to improve for the next week to get better and I am somewhat improving, but its not easy.
Here are my creations from week 3.
Here’s my teacher making a vase.
Our wall last week at work was draw Aubie week. Here’s my attempt…
Rob and I are going to the Men’s/Women’s Bible study at Trinity every Wednesday now and we make it a little date night and go eat somewhere in Opelika afterwards. Last week we went to Irish Bread Pub. Mine was really good!
The garden is starting to die off, but we’re still getting some tomatoes and flowers.
Lots of pictures of my pets…since the boys aren’t around as much these days.
I’m also trying to make sure I’m getting my 5 days of walking in now that it’s a little cooler. I’ve also been bringing Kayleigh for short walk afterwards.
Looks like a fun game to watch! Frustrating about your lack of feedback and instruction from your pottery class, but I like your pieces!
That lack of instruction would annoy me too; it reminds me of a swimming class we signed our boys up for where the teacher told me I was encouraged to teach him how to swim and I remember arguing that if I wanted to teach him to swim I wouldn’t have paid for him to take her swimming class!