Ass Cream

This is just a quick post I'm gonna make in the time it takes Tim to meet the tow truck operator. I spent most of the weekend with Tim's family, which isn't unusual. I really love them alot and I feel like they're my family, which is great because I'm so far from home. Today we all went out to eat at a steakhouse that served the largest steaks I've ever seen. These things are so big that you cannot finish them and one sitting. They actually charge a sharing fee because its such a problem. I don't understand why a place would want to serve you something that can't possibly fit into your stomach. I guess cus we're Americans and the bigger the better.
Tim and I worked out a little when we got home and now we are listening to a John Lennon box set he got from my parents for christmas and we're about to play Scattergories when he gets back up here. I forgot to mention that on Friday I had the cutest class. They were 2nd grade bilingual, which pretty much never fails to be my favorite. I was laughing all day. They played a trick on me when they got back from lunch. Everyone sat in the wrong seat so I kept calling them by the wrong names. They were all laughing at me for a good 25 mins before I realized what was going on. We have reading groups where the students take turns reading a different page from a book. They book was about icecream and in thier little spanish accents they were pronouncing it "ass cream" and I couldn't stop laughing. I finally expained to them that it sounds like a bad word in English and tried to teach them how to say it right. I felt a little immature chuckling to myself by I couldn't help it. I like to entertain myself sometimes. Tim caught me once making fun of him to no one but myself behind his back. Which reminds me of the time I caught Tim asking the cat if it likes the way he dances. Nitechall!