Not your average bear

I have been slacking on my blogging! Forgive me! Since my last entry, I have endured shameless flirting, clothes in the garden, and so much more. Who knew I was "too cute to drive" and that real men allow their mothers to do all their laundary?!? I sure as hell did not!
But now on to current affairs. Once again, student teaching is consuming every waking moment of my weekdays. The week started with Sharon discussing her midterm evaluation of my teaching. Before she set to it I had told her that she should be honest and not worry about being to generous because we were friends. However, she failed to realize I was really telling her to rate me highly and pretend she was being honest. Thus, I received many more "averages" than desired. Oh well, I am sure I will show tremendous progress come Winter break.
So my random observation of the week is my mailbox at school is labled "ST Lyon" (the ST standing for student teacher). Saint Lyon have a certain ring to it, doesn't it? Naturually I take this as a sign that I should actually commit myself to the Catholic faith rather than Judaism.