Weekend

I had considered driving down to Tennessee this weekend to hang out with Mom. I'm kinda glad I stayed here. I had a lot of fun at the Dollar Tree, had a good dinner with Troy and Will, and got some research done for a big paper. It is always great to see my family, but I think I needed to stay here, rest, and get things done.

My paper will be on the "Language Experience Approach" in reading and writing instruction. Sounds really interesting, doesn't it? I'm just thrilled.

I'm reading a funny book called "Hotel Pastis" by Peter Mayle. He wrote the books that led to the BBC miniseries A Year In Provence. He's hilarious if you haven't read anything by him before. He makes me want to move to France and buy baguettes. Lynchburg isn't very amusing, as the only thing that I can really make fun of is Jerry Falwell. They'd probably burn my house down if I was too outspoken about him.

I smell bananas. There are no bananas in my house. I'd better go investigate.