Tomato Sauce Cure-All

I love my parents. They have the uncanny ability to make a struggling college kid feel better in a heartbeat.

I've been having a pretty rough week. Winter Term does that to you. Since it's due to be phased out in a couple of years, it's determined to spend the remainder of its life beating us into the ground. This week, it's with projects.

The week hasn't been terrible, mind you. Just...melancholy. The Education project on Tuesday didn't go as well as I'd hoped. Kristen and Jennifer did superb, though. But my parents surprised me with a trip up here yesterday evening. They brought a whole bag of grocery goodies with them; I may not have to shop again this whole term. And then they took me out to dinner at the Pizza Hut in Cherrydale. Like I said, parents are simply wonderful.

Funny story. Our waitress came to our table carrying a basket of breadsticks and tomato sauce. We'd already ordered our pizza dinner. As she was about to set them down, she said, "Okay, we have a problem." And the exact moment she said that, she [accidently, of course] knocked over the sauce - all`over my jacket front. Oh goodness! We didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She apologized for the rest of the evening, but it was no harm done. But wow, you couldn't have timed that moment any better! Talk about a case of speaking too soon.

UPDATE: Oh yes, we did get an A on the ED project. So that makes me feel better. A little.

Song of the Day: Chris Tomlin - "How Great is Our God"

Verse of the Day: "I sought the Lord, and He answered me. He delivered me from all my fears." - Psalm 34:4