Well, I Guess That's True

So, I went to Eleanor's wedding. While there, I got to talk to Mikey. He's been banned from asking Kallie about Pokemon, Sonic, and all other video games. He was told that he could "ask her about what she does". And then he was told that he was to ask that question and that question alone, to all others.

So eventually we turned the conversation to what he thought I should be when I grow up.

"A person. Because it would be really bad if you were an alien."

My Family Are Nuts

My family has a very limited set of names to choose from. I'm Sam, my sister is Julie, brothers John and Robert. Dad is Robin, Mum is Shirley.

I have a uncle Robert. And a uncle John. And a great uncle Bob. And cousins John and Robert.

And family friends uncle Robert. Times 2. And family friends our age, called John, Robert, and Elizabeth (my middle name).

So you'd think when it comes to significant others, we'd choose something different. Think again.

My ex is Robbie.

Julie's boyfriend is also Robert.

John's girlfriend is Sammie.

My cousin Andrew is living with us at the moment. His girlfriend is also Sammie.

At least Robert bucked the trend. His girlfriend is called Rachel.

Except her middle name is May. The same as Mum's.

Confusing much?

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Uni

Well, I'm back at uni this year. While working 6 1/2 hours a day. And teaching kids church. And going to normal church. And trying to write 3 books. And read 186 books this year. And memorise more psalms. And go to Uganda (definitely in June, and hopefully again later).

So, yeah, I'm mad. What'd you expect? The blog is called Sam-Is-Mad, after all.

Anyway, I'm doing the version of my course for primary school teachers - which means less contact hours, which then means more time for work. Being the bright spark I am, I can get away with less than the average work. Which is good, because have you seen my to-do lists? My list for today had 27 items on it! 27! (This is written 1 week before posting. I love scheduling posts!)

Anyways, I was comparing the work that we have to do to what the other grad dips are doing. We have to log on every week and contribute to a blog discussion, with a 100 word post about the readings for the week. Every week. So over 1000 words.

The other grad dips get to make a poster.

Now, when I was in uni first time round, I HATED posters. In fact, when I initially saw the poster project and thought it was for us, I nearly cried. What a waste of time, energy and learning opportunity. Seriously, we're in uni. We shouldn't be making posters.

That said, I'm going to have to write every week! I'm going to have to do more work than the others!

At least I'll actually learn something.