I have survived yet another final and another LRA. I think I am going to get a 96 on the module because I got an A on the final and everyone thought my LRA was da bomb!

I didn't want everyone sitting around, bored out of their minds, while I droned on about some slide show I was presenting, so I made a game that got everyone involved.

This last module was Sports Injury and we were supposed to show something that had Who, What, When, Where and how we fixed the situation.

So I had ten characters:

                               Jedi, Superman, Queen of England, King Kong, etc.          

                                                                                                                          

  Ten places:

                             Volcano, Laundromat, Starbucks, Space station, etc.                                                                                    

Ten times:

                                    Dinosaur era, Bible times, 20s, Present, etc.

Ten injuries:

                           Detached retina, Bloody nose, Severed arm, Burn, etc.

And ten sports:

                                      Fencing, Ping Pong, Tug of War, Skiing, etc.

Rules:

30 seconds each to figure out who, what, where, when, and 1 minute to figure out how to fix it. Every right answer got a ticket. Whoever got the most tickets in the end won the prize. The prize being some homemade cookies.

One of the scenarios ended up being Superman, in the future, at the laundromat, with a bloody nose from playing tennis.

I acted out most of it, calling in volunteers to help me when needed and drawing the rest. One of the girls is really good at drawing, should have had her help more with that. It was fast paced and everyone seemed to have fun. The teacher thought it was awesome. 

Tomorrow, we are supposed to go into school, dressed up as rock stars. I don't have anything rock and roll themed in the least. I don't even have ripped jeans. What a dilemma. 

Jehovah is Irresistible.

In the Draw Close to Jehovah book, in the chapter under Divine Protection, there is this sentence: "He is "God Almighty"--a title indicating that he possesses irresistible power."

I looked up the word Irresistible in the dictionary and this is what it says:

ir·re·sist·i·ble

  [ir-i-zis-tuh-buhl] 

adjective

1.

not resistible; incapable of being resisted or withstood

2.

lovable, especially calling forth feelings of protective love

3.

enticing; tempting to possess

noun

4.

an irresistible person or thing.

                                   It is a word of power and love. How perfect.

While studying for meeting this Thursday, I realized something astounding:

Without going too much into the fact that Abraham and his son Isaac had the really bad habit of losing their wives to kings, (if your wife is that hot, put a bag over her head or something, jeesh!) Sarah must have been on an unearthly level of beautiful.

I say this because the first time she was taken, by the king of Egypt, she was between 65 and 70 years old, which, even by yesteryears standards, was pretty old.

Granted, she hadn't had kids yet, (you know, the whole barren thing,) and she lived a pretty cushy life. Yea, yea, she had to pack up and live in tents, but they were blessed by God in everything but children, so they were rich, very rich. 

And every time Sarah got taken by a king, they were given even more riches. So it's not as if she was having to milk her own cows or anything.

Okay, so no pregnancies and a softer lifestyle; I can see how she would still be hot enough to take by a king, got it.

BUT! When she was taken by the king of Philistine, (see that? The second time she was taken by a king. Come on Abraham, the whole "this is my sister" thing isn't working, try a new trick,) it was the same year she finally gave birth to Isaac, when she was a grand total of 90 years old.

All I have to say to this is: Damn girl!

You can argue that they lived a lot longer back then, and this is true, but she passed away 32 years after that so she was no Spring chicken. 

Even she acknowledged that she was old at the time when she overheard Jehovah telling Abraham that she would give birth to a child, laughing at the idea in fact.

All in all, this woman was extraordinary. She was an amazing example, a tough chickity, and apparently very, very hot.

I can't believe I'm a grown up. A genuine, boring grownup.

Do you know what I did today?

I sent several emails to several people, to set up several conference calls, for a committee I am on. So we can discuss an agenda for a different conference call, where the committee as a whole can discuss and vote on changes that can be brought before yet another committee that is higher up on the food chain.

I'm not even doing this for work! I'm still in school! What happened?

Or, the more important question, why do I keep saying yes?

"TJ, can you-"
"Yes! Yes I can!....Wait, you want me to what?"

I understand this is entirely my fault. But still. What happened?