Last Week

While this is my week of exams, it is Mom's last exam and also the last week of classes for Seth and Mandy. Tonight, Mom has her biology final. She's definately looking forward to Christmas break. She needs it. Seth and Mandy have their finals next week, and then they are done for the semester. I believe that this week they are having their Christmas party and gift exchange at school. Today, I am officially done with math. On Wednesday, I'll take the Spanish exam, and on Thursday I'll take the computer exam.

Mandy's cough has not improved. On Monday she went to the doctor to get her prescription medicine. However, despite that medicine and the natural stuff and vitamins she was taking, her cough would not go away. On Friday, she got some more medicine. On Sunday night, she had a slight fever and didn't look like her normal, happy self. She's been sleeping on the couch in the living room, and she's had a humidifer by her side. But, the cough has yet to go away or lessen its grip on her. At night, she spends the first two hours coughing and then quiets down. But, waking up at 6:30 is hard since she's not slept very well. On Friday, Mom let her sleep in, and Dad (who had the day off) brought her over to school later. This morning, Mom let her sleep in again.

Yesterday was fun. Mandy had Bethany over after church, and Seth invited Christopher. The four went on a walk and then had a pinecone war. It was funny to watch. Dad borrowed Uncle Jason's motorcycle, so after night church he went home while Mom went to go pick up her cleaning check. When we got home, Dad had this forlorn look on his face, so Mom asked him what was wrong. I thought he had burned dinner or something, but nope. When he had gotten home, he checked on his two things of fermenting beer in the dining room. One of them looked gunky, which is a sign of very, very active yeast. Dad slowly began to relieve the pressure, and then a gallon of beer suddenly burst out and went all over the dining room wall, ceiling, floor, and table. Dad was in shock, and he was covered in it. When we got home, the house smelled like a bakery. It's cleaned up now, but there's beer spatter on the ceiling.

Nothing else much has happened. Oatmeal, who has been inside the house for a few weeks, got outside yesterday, and Mom is trying to find him before he vanishes for a month again. Fuzz has a sore on his tail, so he's wearing the Elizabethian collar. Our car's transmission has been acting funny lately, so Dad and Mom are taking it into the shop to have it looked at. Last night, when we were driving home, Mom noticed that the gas tank was empty. We panicked because the meter was right on E, and no one was carrying a cell phone. While waiting at a traffic light, the meter went up to 1/4 a tank, which is what it should have been. I'll be sure to post more family news as it comes.