It was very dark.

It sank.

I finally did it! I made a zucchini boat! It was fun to make, and it looked so cute :) But, when I put it in the water the weight distribution was slightly off. It slowly rolled upside down and then started cruising like a submarine. Pretty awesome, huh? Being a lover of the earth and the residents of the stream, the ducks, I took off the sail and just let it go. Shortly thereafter, it was lost... because it was too dark to keep track of it. A bit down the stream, one of our friends miraculously sighted it, so I picked it out of the water. As sad as this sounds, my sea voyage was the most successful of the bunch. Dan's Cheerio-box boat got waterlogged and sank to the bottom seconds after setting it loose. Our other friends made boats that got beached on the rocks, out of Jamba Juice cups and straws. If I let mine, it would have floated all the way to the end... We are determined to make this work, even if it means waiting until next April!


Today Dan insisted that we turn on the heater. I guess that means that winter is not far off. Depressing and exciting at the same time...

And, a little update since I started writing this... Dan went to his first BYU football game! Even more exciting is this bit of news: WE ACTUALLY WON!!!!! GOOOOOOO COUGARS!

We got the tickets from Dan's boss, so we were comfortably seated in the non-student zone. This was nice because we were not packed in like sardines so much... and, everyone sat through the whole game. It's nice to use those benches, guys. Watching football without getting sore feet is awesome!

And, one last comment before I say goodnight. I am relieved to know that it wasn't just my students that had listening problems. I helped out in the wood shop on my last day at Kearns, and heard the teacher instruct the students on how to use the table saw quite a few times. Then, I watched each student use it, telling them what to do before they got started, and as they worked. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM put their arms/hands/faces at risk of permanent damage. AHH! I had a heart attack! The worst one was this one kid who received all the same instruction... only he REALLY wasn't listening. He didn't push the wood past the blade and it kicked back and hit him square in the stomach. I have never seen that happen before. And then after that, he reached right across the blade. I hope he learned something from that experience! Goodness gracious. Wood shop teaching is so stressful. Count me out!

[RACHEL]