what a holiday!

Christmas Eve...
The day started out fine. Up with Granny in the morning. We started cooking some things for Christmas day. Then about 10:30am we leave to visit my uncle. We stayed there for almost an hour, then we leave to go watch Frozen which is a pretty good movie. Upon returning home we find a small blue car trying to run over our dogs. We stop to check the mail on the way in, and the guy jumps out of his car "Your dog bit me! I called the cops!" Some other things were said which have slipped my mind, and we drove up into our property. I chained Sandy up with a lock so Papa couldn't set her loose again. I already knew she didn't like people she doesn't know, and I knew she chased bikers. This wasn't the first time. I had been keeping her chained, but he kept letting her loose, and I didn't know how to make him stop. Unfortunately for everyone I didn't think about the lock until after this happened. I cried. I cried in fear of my dog's life, I cried that it was ultimately my fault someone got physically hurt, I cried because maybe Sandy wouldn't have done that if I'd been more diligent with her in training her. It didn't take very long for the officer to show up. He talked to the man that got bit, then he came and talked to us. In the end it was said that I will get to keep Sandy for now. She has to be kept in the yard or they will take her away. There will be a fine, and we will get the medical bill from the man getting his laceration checked out. And possible a call from animal control to check out Sandy.

This all hit me rather hard as I have had a really easy life here up until this point. This is only the second rather major thing to happen, and on Christmas Eve no less!
Christmas day was much less eventful. It started off nicely. Granny and I walked the dogs, and we had a nice staying at home day with our Christmas Dinner. At 5pm we went to church, came home and played Scrabble for the 3rd&4th time that day. Then watched Tv, and off to bed.

cruise.

We left on the 8th of December to head to Charleston. From there we board the ship on the 9th, just after 12:00pm(noon). Things went well over all on the cruise. There was a lack of things for me to do. My favorite time was dinner time. We had an assigned table with these other people; the table sat 10. A father and his son(9yo) where the life of the evening. We all had a good time, and each other was the only reason they and we went to eat dinner that late (8:15pm).
Granny and I went on a tour in Nassau. It was fun. We bought a T-shirt, and little turtle yoyos, and I got a gift for my brother. We also stopped at Freeport, where we got a dress, a necklace, and earrings for myself.

One funny thing: Here we are on a cruise to the Bahamas, and what do Granny and I do? We play Parcheesi, and Scrabble. We could hardly play on the small board they had when we are used to the extended edition of Scrabble!

The weather was wonderful. It was 70-80 the whole time. Only just today am I finally getting my land legs back. It is interesting how the world keeps tilting once you're off the boat.

 

teachers...

I have always wanted teacher to teach me things, instead of having to just learn things on my own.
While I have gained a teacher in everyday life, I still have wish for those able to teach me more on other things. Things like my art(photography, painting, drawing, writing), and things like studying the Bible.
While I do my best with reading the Word, I feel I am lacking in knowing anything about it. I do not know the background(s) in which it was written, or much of any of the history or customs of the day. I know little in what the words could really mean, which causes much confusion to me. I believe no man can fully understand every passage and every word in the Bible, for there is always more to learn. But I wish I had more understanding.

I am okay with having my grandmother and God Himself as my only teachers. Both have much to teach me (probably more than I'll ever learn) But as a human being, I sometimes want a little more.
I used to think I was doing well on teaching myself anything and everything I needed to know. It was only once I had someone to teach me more than I thought I'd need to know that I realized how poor a job I was doing. Though, I think some of it a person just can't teach themselves.
I've never learned that well from books. I just don't retain much of what I read. I retain from things I hear and images I see, and things I feel, This makes it harder to learn things that aren't "hands-on".
With doing a chore or such, I do best when shown what to do. Fewer mistakes are made when repeating actions, versus trying to make words into actions.

packing.

Today I am getting things ready for the cruise which is coming up fast. I am doing some house cleaning, because who wants to come home to a dirty house? I have my list to make sure I don't forget anything. One thing I am slightly unsure about is I am not going to take anything to cuddle at night. Though I did give up most all my toys, I still use a rabbit to hold up my arm when I lay on my side... This helps keep my shoulder from hurting. I pray it isn't a problem for me, but I feel rather determined to take with trip without anything cuddly.
The job thing is only a few days away now. I try not to think too much about it, as I tend to make myself nervous.
Mostly my life is quiet lately. Not much to say. Even with all the holidays all around, the only change is the kind of food really. And that hasn't changed much.
Last night the cats knocked over our 2foot tall tree, and had several ornaments spread around the floor. It is funny to watch these cats. GrayGray likes to roll in bread like it is catnip. Gracey is always bringing in some rodent, dead or alive. Precious is the queen of the house, and is always fighting with Gracey.

I know the day will come when I will which I had more free time like I have now, but right now I wish I had a little more to fill my time. Not a lot... just a little.