what a weekend

Friday: I taught my Biology students to suck it up, to deal with the pain and discomfort. I told them horrific stories of evolved mutant monsters that would take over the human race if we couldn't tough it out. I made them all promise (at least nod their heads in agreement of our decision) to NOT go get antibiotics for every little red throat and inflamed sinus tissue they had. And now look at me. I caved. I couldn't take it anymore. I woke up at 4:30 with the earache of death and that day called the trusty doctor to get me a prescription. Thank heavens for antibiotics.

Saturday: the prophet's funeral was an incredible experience. I got to watch it live on the internet and I am pretty lucky that I didn't go and watch it at the neighbors like I had initially planned. I did pretty well until Elder Eyring spoke. I think from his talk through Elder Monson's, and then for the duration of the closing musical number, I bawled like a baby. I really really am going to miss his voice and smile at General Conference.

and Sunday... what a game huh? I am not a football fan, especially on Sundays. I didn't even know who was playing until the game started and even I have to admit that those last two minutes (good thing they were about the only two minutes that I watched) were pretty dang good football. We ended up having some pretty good food as well.