Saturday Night: Much Different than 1988. . .

It's Saturday night.

As a teenager, it was my obligation to find something fun and exciting to do on Saturday. If I didn't find that opportunity, then I felt deprived or cheated. It seemed like having a good time was a basic human right.

And boy, do I like having a good time.

This week, while snuggling into bed, my teenager insisted that I was ". . . having fun playing with [my] iPhone." To which I vehemently snapped with my eyes, my tone, and clear words: "I'm not having fun, I'm READING THE BIBLE!" My kids thought this response was HILARIOUS, and haven't let me forget it.

Please refrain from judgemental thoughts or comments.

Just like my students don't always appreciate my assignments (but see personal growth nonetheless), so I don't always appreciate the spiritual disciplines (but see personal growth nonetheless).

So on this Saturday Night, I'll be doing some exciting things:

1. I'll be writing the best Macbeth Test ever written. My cousin Charissa and I happened to be in the same Senior Literature class. We've had years of enjoyment screaming "SEEYYTONNNN!!!!" for no apparent reason. I'm happy to announce that my eighth graders LOVED Macbeth. They're amazing.
2. Time to study for Intermediate Logic! (EEEEKKK!!!)
3. Revise and tweek a grant proposal for a summer trip to Oxford. (I'll be shocked if we get this one.)
4. Should I push that "send" button for my Master's application? We'll see if that happens or not.
5. The kids are vegging out, watching YouTube "American Idol" clips, playing on their iPods, and watching movies on our LED projector. "Oh, I love technology!"

Saturday night: Much different than 1988. . .