Weekend Update

Okay, I didn't have an ultra exciting weekend, because I am not an exciting person. In fact my life, as some may see it, is quite boring. I don't mind so much. Jonathan keeps telling me that I married a boring man so I guess I am stuck being boring. But, I am going to tell you about my weekend anyway. First a side note. My blabbing about being boring reminded me of my conversation I had with the weird guy on Thursday.

So I went to school, thinking I'd be in and out in a few minutes because I just had to drop off an assignment. As I was walking out of the Educ. dept office, this guy asks me if he can ask me a question. Annoyed, I say "what?" He then proceeds to ask some really vague question about how social classes view each other. Hoping to get out of it and go home, I just said "I don't know". He kept prodding me though, but I wanted to know why he was asking. Apparently, he had just got out of some Sociology class and was testing out what he had heard his professor say. He stopped me because I am white (he probably figured it was his only opportunity since white females are far and few between at my school) and he wanted to know, how white people view black people, and how they are different. I am afraid I wasn't much help to him though, because I was caught off guard, am shy with strangers, and so wasn't too excited about engaging in a conversation with this guy. We talked for over and hour though, and it was pretty interesting because we found out how opposite are lives are. I am from Nampa, Idaho where it's news at the dinner table if you saw a black person that day, and he is from a Chicago neighborhood where white people aren't seen for miles. He thought it was the most amazing thing that I don't have cable, and have never had cable. He said he has never met anyone that has never had cable. Oh well. He wanted to know what I did for fun. Ha! I am sure he thought I was the most boring person alive. He said he had done more than I've done my whole life by the time he was twelve. I finally was able to pull away. We didn't come to any conclusions on the race issue (no surprise there). When I told Jonathan about it, we tried to decide if we were racist or not. I think everyone has their own biases, and I know I have plenty. But we both realized that more than anything we are classists (no I don't know if that is actually a word). Yes, we are biased towards poor people. (poor as in really poor, not fake poor (like us)) We try to avoid them, and look down on them whether we realize it or not. Yes it is shamefully sinful, especially since the Bible is always talking about how we should love and care for the poor. You can think we are horrible people. Because we are.

So on to the actual purpose of this post. Our weekend:
Friday

• worked for awhile
• made home-made pizza
• watched TV
• practiced piano, got frustrated and depressed so went to bed

Saturday

• worked
• made vanilla pudding for Jonathan (home-made not the powder from a box)
• went to some folk's house from church for a game night, ate pizza (again) and played Settlers of Catan. (I was not named Lady of Catan unfortunately)

Sunday

• church and sunday school
• nap
• lunch
• watched dumb movie on tv
• laundry
• went on a walk with Jonathan

So there you go. This week is my Spring Break already. I have a ton of homework though and am working a full week, so I won't being doing anything fun.

If you are bored, go here and type in your address. I would give you mine so you can see my house, but I don't want all my stalkers out there to find me.

And a picture for those of you who only read books with pictures.

Our house (we live on bottom) in the summer. So green! Can you tell I am anxious for spring?