You know it's love when...

This weekend was Easter weekend and Andy came over and spent most of the day with my family on Sunday. He doesn't come over to my house very often cause we rarely get a good amount of time to ourselves since my mom likes to bust in and tell Andy about random classroom stories. But this weekend was a lot of fun. Andy helped us cook dinner and we watched old movies like The Sound of Music and Mary Poppins. I trimmed Andy's beard. And Andy came over just as Easter dessert was about to be served. So after this splendid weekend I have decided to comprise a list of how you know when it is love.

You know it is love when...
1. Your significant other can sit at the table, look your mother in the eye and make fun of her as if he is her own child.

2. Your significant other comes over after your family just finishes eating an extravagant meal, and proceeds to help you clean the kitchen after the meal that he didn't eat.

3. That special someone helps your mother cook dinner when you aren't in the kitchen.

4. He lets you trim his beard when your grandmother is standing at the door taking pictures of the event.

5. He allows your mother to interrogate every aspect of his life. School, family, etc. And answers the questions promptly and with a pleasant attitude.

6. He looks you in the eye and tells you that you are the most beautiful and most wonderful person he has ever known.

7. He looks like he is hurting more than you when he has to go back home.

This was a good weekend.

Hello, I am your math teacher Miss Sarah Gallaway...

I just finished teaching today and I feel great. In my Geometric Concepts for Teaching class, I had to partner with someone and teach our class for three days. This means making a flipchart for Promethean (if you don't know what that is, it's a computerized white board that is connected directly to the computer and allows you to write, do interactive activities and other cool things), assigning and grading homework and writing and grading a quiz. Doesn't sound that hard? OH BOY it is. We don't give teachers nearly enough credit. I spent hours on that stupid flipchart and I probably wouldn't have gotten it done so quickly if Whitney's mom had not given me the instruction manual and the program to put on my computer.

So my topic was Pythagoras. Yes, this is the Pythagorean Theorem. Now sit there and think back to freshman geometry and 8th grade algebra. Is pythagorean theorem hard? Hopefully your answer is no. Is there a lot to talk about? Again, no. And also consider that I am teaching fellow math majors who should also have a good understanding of the pythagorean theorem. So, now ask yourself, is it possible to strech this lesson over THREE days? The answer is no, but I did it!!! I drug it out as long as I possibly could. It was GRUELING! But I did it and my professor said that we did a really good job and she was really impressed how well we facilitated discussion instead of just spouting off theory and answers.

This really made me realize that I love teaching math. It was really hard but I truly enjoyed it and I can't wait to start teaching. I don't think I want to do upper level. I enjoy this beginner stuff like algebra and geometry. Calculus could be fun, and who knows, I may work up to it one day, but right now I'm happy with the basics.

Now let me pull on my teacher sweater (which Andy likes to point out that I own two), and lets us move on to surface area....

New Home

Wow, I haven't written in a long time! Everything has been so busy. I cannot wait for this semester to be over and jump right back into summer! Some new news! I will not be living at home next year or this summer. I was offered in a room in a duplex! It's two stories, three bedroom, 2 1/2 bath and only $320 a month for rent which is about the same as the small crappy appartments on ACU's campus. I will be living with a fellow math major and I move in June 1st-ish. I'm so excited.

Friends

Yesterday, the topic of friends was brought up between a close friend and me. After our long talk, I began to think about my friends. You know what? I am incredibly blessed. With the exception of elementary school, I have usually had a tight nit group that I could rely upon. Since I've gone to college, I've fallen into a habit of complaining about not having anyone and that I don't fit in with anyone at ACU. After thinking about it though, that is entirely not true. I can think of many many people that I can hang out with and would welcome me with open arms. And as for a close group, Linley and Whitney (though they come from high school with me) have been my stronghold both years. I simply cannot imagine college without them. Sure we have our tiffs, but I love them like sisters.

And as for the other people I have grown close to here at my dear alma mater, (ie Stephanie, Paul, Eric, Doug, Amanda, Ruth, Anne, Liz, Dustin, T'auna, Ashley etc.) they have show me that there are people who want to hang out with me because they want to be with me! How could I possibly think that I don't fit in here? This next weekend, five of us are going to Lubbock for Andy's birthday! How fun will that be!? I have friends.

When I think deeper, I remember my group from high school. Though they don't know it, I think of them constantly, wondering how they are doing. I have a maternal protectiveness for them that makes me worry about their safety. And of course I miss them dearly. These girls have helped shape who I am and have been there for me for the majority of my life. I know that life causes people to drift apart, but the idea of being separated from these girl entirely breaks my heart. I pray that they will feel the same way I do and they will never stop working to keep our relationship alive. Some have started drifting away for whatever reason. Boys seem to be the main reason. Girls, if you read this, please, I beg don't forget us. We need each other and what we have is a blessing. Let's not squander it.

Thank you all for being my friend. I'm sorry this is so sappy, but I just needed to get some feelings out. I love you a very much.

How well do I know my "Husband"

I found this online and thought it looked kinda fun.

Here's a chance to see how well you really know your husband. Cut, paste and fill in the answers, then forward . . . shoot, you know what to do. The real challenge is to send it to your husband to see how right you really are.

1. He's sitting in front of the TV, what on? History Channel, The Unit, Mythbusters or The Detonators

2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad? hahaha...SALAD!? Andy doesn't eat SALAD!

3. What's one food he doesn't like? Anything with fiber. AKA Healthy food

4. You go out to eat and have a drink. What does he order? Water...nothin' but water.

5. Where did he go to high school? Cooper High

6. What size shoe does he wear? 11

7. If he were to collect anything, what would it be? Spare parts. Anything that looks like he could tinker with it

8. What is his favorite type of sandwich? Ham and cheddar cheese on some sort of roll melted.

9. What would he eat every day if he could? Lasagna and broccoli...that or pizza

10. What is his favorite cereal? Cheereos or Kiks

11. What would he never wear? Women's clothing or anything that is "gangsta". Pretty much if he feels stupid and it isn't a pollo, a button down shirt or a t-shirt, he won't wear it.

12. What is his favorite sports team? Um...no idea. Texas Tech? lol

13. Who did he vote for? Obama

14. Who is his best friend? ME!!! And donut boy...lol

15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do? He hates it when I leave the TV on in another room that I'm not in, even though I'm listening to it from the other room! That and when I wash dishes and I leave the water running while I'm scrubbing off to the side.

16. What is his heritage? Irish Catholic, German, possible French? I don't think he even knows. lol

17. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake? Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough cheesecake or anything with chocolate

18. Did he play sports in high school? No, he's a band nerd.

19. What could he spend hours doing? Tinkering or playing on the computer

20. What is one unique talent he has? Packing, the man can fit any amount of luggage, etc into a trunk or van or refrigerator. It is a gift.

The Accursed Rug

Today I tried to do some deep cleaning in my dorm in hopes that it would smell and look better. So I cleaned the bathroom, vacumed the living room, and attempted to vacuum the bedroom. However, when I got to the rug in the bedroom, I became very frustrated. I swipped over it once. I vacuumed over it twice. I went over it three times! And it still looked disgusting. So I get down on my hands and knees to see if I can loosen up the grass and the fuzz, when I realized that there was a layer of hair. I started to rub the rug and noticed that wads of hair were coming up. The fuzz and grass weren't just stuck in the carpet, they were caked in with the hair.

I took one of my shoes and started to scrape the rug. I got one big hairball. Two big hairballs. Three big hairballs. Four big hairballs in all. When I combined them, I had one enormous hairball! I mean, this thing could have covered a bald man's head! I took a picture of it in relation to a coke can. It is as big as the can, if not bigger. It was so disgusting. Needless to say, my rug looks much better and the colors seem quite brighter now. haha...I'm never letting it get that bad again.

*Sigh* Now I feel stupid

Okay, so now that I wrote this awful post about Andy and complaining about how he never does anything for me, I had the most perfect Valentines day EVER. No, Andy did not propose, which I should have figured because I knew he hates Valentines day. He doesn't like the cliche of hearts and candy and being forced to show someone you love them on this ONE day. haha...so he rebells which explains the lack of specialness.




This year though, I tried to make it special by posting big hearts on his door with Math pick up lines. haha...my favorite was "You are the solution to my homogeneous system of linear equations," and "Your beauty cannot be spanned my a finite basis of vectors." He loved them. For the first time ever, he was complaining that I wouldn't answer my phone when he found them. At that time I was at Linley's house making cakeballs and decorating cupcakes for him! He really liked those too.





After we met up at lunch time, Linley, Andy and I all went shopping and found some really cute clothes and then we went back home to get ready for our date; me and Andy, not Linley. I dressed up in a really pretty dress and some leggings underneath. I felt so hot! I even had a guy check me out when we went in Andy's dorm. After we passed him, Andy said "Man, I'm gonna have to keep the guys away from you!" We had ordered a large pizza from Orlandos, an Italian restaurant, and taken it back to Andy's room. We just sat and talked and ate pizza, nothing else. We talked a lot about our relationship and where we wanted to go. We dreamt about our wedding day and what we hoped it would be like. I tried to direct the conversation away from that because I thought surely he's getting tired of this mushy stuff, but when I asked him about the upcoming engineering job fair he said, "I don't want to talk about that right now. Let's talk some more about us." I think my mouth fell open. haha. Then I got up to go check out my hair in the mirror and he got up, strutted over to me, and hugged me from behind. Then he started to SING in my ear! "Unforgettable, that's what you are. That's why darling it's incredible, that someone so unforgettable would think that I'm unforgettable too." He said that song popped in his head, and "when I began to think about it, those lyrics just seemed so perfect." Then he went on to say, "If I have ever had any doubt about marrying you, it has completely gone out the window. I definately want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you so much." I thought at that point that he was going to pull a ring out of his pocket, which seemed kinda random since I was fixing my hair. Of course he didn't, but I was about to cry at that point. I needed to hear him say that.

The rest of the weekend proceeded to be just as perfect. I can't explain it because we didn't do anything! We just were together. At one point it felt like we were married and we were lounging around together. Completely normal in our element. No pressure. No facade. We just were. And it was perfect.