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This Week's Highs and Lows...

High: Having a student who I had previously been led to believe absolutely hated me tell me that she loved my class.

Low: Having the cap on my front tooth fall out in the middle of second period on Friday (oh beware of laffy taffy)

High: Having the cap on my front tooth fall out in the middle of second period on Friday (man, that was funny. The kids faces when they realized my tooth was gone...priceless)

Low: Realizing that I did not get the right translation done for our marriage certificate, and that I paid way too much for said wrong translation.

High: Going to the horse races with D and my parents in order to watch the Kentucky Derby. People watching extravaganza! That is a whole other culture that I never even knew existed!

Low: Losing money because I have no clue about horse racing. So you don't just bet on a horse because of the cool name (Scat Daddy) or color (the gray one is pretty)?

High: Being able to hear my mom tell me that everything is going to be okay, and believing her. How do moms do that?

Low: My moments of transforming into "freaky, stressed wife" who can't stop worrying about things she has no control over. (i.e. passports, visas, and the diseases of Ecuador).

High: Hearing D tell my dad that he is "nuttier than a squirrel turd." Has my father finally met his match?
High: Having an excuse to read Hamlet and Great Expectations again. They are part of the AP curriculum that I will be teaching in Ecuador. I'm a little nervous to teach seniors, but am really excited about the content.

High: Having D agree to put in the line, "Danielle can not pass up the opportunity to teach in Ecuador and I cannot live without her," in his resignation letter for work. It got a laugh from the boss.

High: Walking through the farmer's market, riding our bikes through downtown, and having the barista know exactly what Dave and I are going to order when we visit the coffee shop on Saturday.

High: Receiving just the right Bible verse from Grandma to help me get through the week, month, year, life.

As you can see, there are many more highs than lows and even the lows are pretty survivable, even funny. Each day I marvel at how blessed I am and thank God for all the love, laughter, and support He has brought into my life.

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