The first month of the new year ~ I've signed up for the May Cleveland Half Marathon and I'm running. The first month is a LONG time that I ran consistently and increasing my distance. That feels FANTASTIC. My foot is less than fantastic, but it's not horrible. If I ice and stretch it is ok. It does 'hurt' when I run, right in the arch, but it's not bad...and I can't stop running...I CAN'T. I finally faced reality. The reality is that I've over 20 pounds heavier than I was in 2010 when I ran my first half. 20 pounds in two and a half years is no muy bueno. So, I've become a calorie counter. I found an app on my phone and I log my calories and exercise. I started at 153 pounds and sent my goal to be 129 by half marathon day. That works out to 1 and a half pound weight loss a week...which sets my caloric intake at 1250 calories a day. That is REALLY hard...and I think it's low {or going to be low} when I'm running 20 miles a week. But I'm learning that my glass of milk at lunch is 244 calories. I can have a cup of light soy milk {which tastes like melted ice cream} for 60 calories. That makes more food I can put in my belly. I've really lived with a false truth. I've always believed that if it's good for you, you can eat it. Well, the calories are still calories...{and I think I wrote about this yesterday, so I'll stop. I just thought my monthly log would also be a good time to record my weight too...keep me honest}
January's totals:
72.5 miles for the month {more than DOUBLED December!}
72.5 miles for the year
0 biking miles for the month
0 biking miles for the year
218.5 miles in my pretty white & blue Asics...which now have a little bit of dirt on them...how can they still be so clean? I got them in JULY for goodness sake.
My WEIGHT: 149 pounds {as of yesterday morning...that's down 4 in just a few days. Sounds great, but my 'weigh in' happened at 8:00 at night. This 149 was first thing in the morning. That's why I'm not weighing myself today...probably a little over that & I never want to see 150's again.}
Some interesting facts:
Longest run this month: 5.5 miles
Favorite place to run this month: that 5.5 was with run club on that 60 degree day in January ~ just me and Cheryl running a totally new route for both of us.
# of bags of Candy Cane Kisses left in my cabinet: THREE...I'm assuming 3 since I'm not looking at them.
# of books I read this month: Three
Monthly mileage record: 80.5 miles March 2012 {ohhhhh...I'm close!}
Highest mileage ever-at-one-time: 13.1 miles ~ May 16, 2010 (Cleveland 1/2)
PR's:
5K: 22:45 (Rabbit Run 10/30/11~ but I think it was a short course)
10K: 52:02 (Cleveland 5/15/11)
10-miler: 1:21:29 (Hermes Cleveland 10-miler 4/28/12)
half-marathon: 1:55:04 (Cleveland 5/16/10)
marathon: 3:50:05 (Akron relay {team run} 9/24/11)
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
busted
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Right & Wrong
RIGHT: babies straight from heaven
{I got to go see baby Matthew yesterday when he was not yet 24 hours old. So amazingly beautiful to hold a newborn. Mom & Dad & baby are all doing well ~ and I've never seen this before ~ that baby looks just like his father.}
WRONG: taking latex balloons into the maternity ward
{Who knew? Chris calls the desk to be let in the ward & they tell her that we can bring in the mylar balloon, but not the latex ones. So I yanked out the mylar one and left the others in the hall. Now you know too.}
RIGHT: running outside!
{60 degrees on the 29th of January?!? Not raining for the hour we ran!?! God must be a fan of run club! ~ 5.5 in the books}
WRONG: going to bed hungry in America
{This really isn't as funny as I think it is, as there are, sadly, people who really do go to bed hungry in America...but ~ as the 20+ pounds I've gained over the past three years show ~ it's not been me. Counting calories is hard. I've lived under the delusion that if it's a 'health food' you should eat it. Counting calories it totally contrary. There are 244 calories in the glass of milk I drink with lunch. Add that to the glass I drink at dinner & there's almost half of my daily allotted calories. So I'm learning. I'm sure there's a balance. As Dodd said, it really doesn't matter what it is, the calories still need to be burned off. So I'm trying.}
RIGHT: Dairy Queen Blizzards
{I won't eat one, but they can't be wrong.}
WRONG: MOUSE POOP ON MY DESK AT SCHOOL.
RIGHT: working hard at your job
{so I'm trying to}
WRONG: complaining about it constantly
{so I'm trying not to}
{I got to go see baby Matthew yesterday when he was not yet 24 hours old. So amazingly beautiful to hold a newborn. Mom & Dad & baby are all doing well ~ and I've never seen this before ~ that baby looks just like his father.}
WRONG: taking latex balloons into the maternity ward
{Who knew? Chris calls the desk to be let in the ward & they tell her that we can bring in the mylar balloon, but not the latex ones. So I yanked out the mylar one and left the others in the hall. Now you know too.}
RIGHT: running outside!
{60 degrees on the 29th of January?!? Not raining for the hour we ran!?! God must be a fan of run club! ~ 5.5 in the books}
WRONG: going to bed hungry in America
{This really isn't as funny as I think it is, as there are, sadly, people who really do go to bed hungry in America...but ~ as the 20+ pounds I've gained over the past three years show ~ it's not been me. Counting calories is hard. I've lived under the delusion that if it's a 'health food' you should eat it. Counting calories it totally contrary. There are 244 calories in the glass of milk I drink with lunch. Add that to the glass I drink at dinner & there's almost half of my daily allotted calories. So I'm learning. I'm sure there's a balance. As Dodd said, it really doesn't matter what it is, the calories still need to be burned off. So I'm trying.}
RIGHT: Dairy Queen Blizzards
{I won't eat one, but they can't be wrong.}
WRONG: MOUSE POOP ON MY DESK AT SCHOOL.
RIGHT: working hard at your job
{so I'm trying to}
WRONG: complaining about it constantly
{so I'm trying not to}
Sunday, January 27, 2013
#3
It's official ~ if it wasn't before ~ I love the Maisie Dobbs series! #3 is Pardonable Lies by Jacqueline Winspear. (the third Maisie Dobbs book) I read it as an actual, I have to turn the pages by hand, book. There are three different story lines...possibly four, in this book & it's interesting how they overlap & relate. Still very much dealing with the after effects of The Great War and women's roles in society.
Quote Time:
dedication page:
Truly, to tell lies is not honorable;
but when the truth entails tremendous ruin,
to speak dishonorable is pardonable.
~ Sophocles
Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.
Shovel them under and let me work--
I am the grass; I cover all.
And pile them high at Gettysburg
And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun.
Shovel them under and let me work.
Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor:
What place is this?
Where are we now?
I am the grass.
Let me work.
~ Carl Sandburg
p47 ~ Mrs. Browning had enjoyed a slender figure in girlhood but had reached an age when some restraint in food consumption might be advised. {HA!}
p146~ Coincidence is a messenger sent by truth. {pretty sure I quoted that in an earlier book...but worth repeating}
fl: The young policewoman stood in the corner of the room. ll: I will remember them.
Quote Time:
dedication page:Truly, to tell lies is not honorable;
but when the truth entails tremendous ruin,
to speak dishonorable is pardonable.
~ Sophocles
Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.
Shovel them under and let me work--
I am the grass; I cover all.
And pile them high at Gettysburg
And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun.
Shovel them under and let me work.
Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor:
What place is this?
Where are we now?
I am the grass.
Let me work.
~ Carl Sandburg
p47 ~ Mrs. Browning had enjoyed a slender figure in girlhood but had reached an age when some restraint in food consumption might be advised. {HA!}
p146~ Coincidence is a messenger sent by truth. {pretty sure I quoted that in an earlier book...but worth repeating}
fl: The young policewoman stood in the corner of the room. ll: I will remember them.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
stupidhead
Once upon a time I wrote a list of 25 things about me & posted it on Facebook. Since that time, Facebook has changed to the point that I can't find the list...But one of the things I wrote has been rattling around my brain this week. It went something like this...I can't stand stupidheads, yet I can be one of the biggest stupidheads around.
That's how I've felt this week...so many stupidheads...and me being a stupidhead right back.
Complaining.
I need to stop complaining.
It's negative energy.
It is bad new bears.
In other news... I almost got smashed into pieces by a speeding ambulance on my way to work this morning.
Or I heard the siren, realized it was coming down Bennett (I was on 20), and put on my breaks to stop at the intersection. Since I was planning to turn on Bennett, I wasn't going very fast, but my car did not want to come to a complete and final stop. It was sliding in the snow & I could picture us sliding right into the intersection & getting struck by the ambulance. I stopped, but there was adrenaline involved.
I FOUND where FB hid my notes! Here's the note I wrote 2/2/2009: {I was referring to #18}
1. As a child I was in love with Speed Racer. Like, really in love. I was devastated when I realized he was a cartoon and I could never marry him.
2. I was a varsity wrestling coach for one season.
3. I would buy coffee or a latte from McDonald’s everyday, but I think 40 is too young to be a McDonald’s regular.
4. I became a jock at the age of 38. Then I broke my arm.
5. I think my toes are really cute.
6. I, not so secretly, love to wear my hair in pig tales.
7. I will eat Twizzlers ‘till my stomach hurts…and, if there’s any left in the bag, I’ll eat more.
8. I’m kinda bossy.
9.I’m sad that my family is spread so far apart. I really envy people who have close families.
10. I LOVE Sharpie markers. They come in many colors and styles. If I had to pick a favorite it’d be the hot pink ultra fine point…but I love all the regular sharpies, the ultra fine ones, the retractable ones, and the short ultra fine ones. I saw a kid at school with a retractable ultra fine one…I want that.
11. Someone gave me a pack of Bic Mark It markers once. I wanted to hate them, and be loyal to Sharpie…but I tried them and I really like them too. They are slightly different than Sharpies ~ a little wider point ~ so I don’t feel totally disloyal.
12. I hate to be late. Even when I try to be fashionably late I end up on time.
13. If you don’t know who the father of your child is, I will judge you.
14. I’m beginning to realize that all those powerful people who make all the rules and make all the money really don’t know any more than I do.
15. When I walk into Wal-mart in July and they’ve just put up their Back-To-School display, I moan and groan with my kids, but I’m secretly happy and I usually buy something. School supplies bring me joy.
16. I believe you should do things that bring you joy.
17. I also believe that you should find the joy in everything.
18. I have no patience for stupid-heads, yet I can be the biggest stupid-head I know.
19. I am truly AMAZED by technology. I can take a picture with my phone and email it to my mother within seconds. I can do it, but I can’t understand it. I’m typing on my laptop…not attached to anything and I can post to something that so many others can see immediately. How does it get there?
20. I was born in Oklahoma but I never lived there.
21. I’ve lived in Coffeyville, Kansas; Homewood, Illinois; Hudson, Ohio; Chardon, Ohio; Thompson, Ohio; and Madison, Ohio. I love my house that was reportedly built in 1814 and redone from the studs by my husband. I will never move ~ not because I’m really against living anywhere else, but because I have WAY too much STUFF to ever pack and move. Heaven forbid I throw anything away…that’s what attics are for.
22. My friend tells me I should throw it away or I’ll have daughter-in-laws that talk bad about me.
23. I never really understood why people text…’till I started texting. It’s kind of fun.
24. I keep a journal where I write down things from books I’m reading or quotes I like. It’s really geeky. But it brings me joy. (see #16)
25. I’m very content with my life. I love my husband, my kids, my job…God is good.
That's how I've felt this week...so many stupidheads...and me being a stupidhead right back.
Complaining.
I need to stop complaining.
It's negative energy.
It is bad new bears.
In other news... I almost got smashed into pieces by a speeding ambulance on my way to work this morning.
Or I heard the siren, realized it was coming down Bennett (I was on 20), and put on my breaks to stop at the intersection. Since I was planning to turn on Bennett, I wasn't going very fast, but my car did not want to come to a complete and final stop. It was sliding in the snow & I could picture us sliding right into the intersection & getting struck by the ambulance. I stopped, but there was adrenaline involved.
I FOUND where FB hid my notes! Here's the note I wrote 2/2/2009: {I was referring to #18}
1. As a child I was in love with Speed Racer. Like, really in love. I was devastated when I realized he was a cartoon and I could never marry him.
2. I was a varsity wrestling coach for one season.
3. I would buy coffee or a latte from McDonald’s everyday, but I think 40 is too young to be a McDonald’s regular.
4. I became a jock at the age of 38. Then I broke my arm.
5. I think my toes are really cute.
6. I, not so secretly, love to wear my hair in pig tales.
7. I will eat Twizzlers ‘till my stomach hurts…and, if there’s any left in the bag, I’ll eat more.
8. I’m kinda bossy.
9.I’m sad that my family is spread so far apart. I really envy people who have close families.
10. I LOVE Sharpie markers. They come in many colors and styles. If I had to pick a favorite it’d be the hot pink ultra fine point…but I love all the regular sharpies, the ultra fine ones, the retractable ones, and the short ultra fine ones. I saw a kid at school with a retractable ultra fine one…I want that.
11. Someone gave me a pack of Bic Mark It markers once. I wanted to hate them, and be loyal to Sharpie…but I tried them and I really like them too. They are slightly different than Sharpies ~ a little wider point ~ so I don’t feel totally disloyal.
12. I hate to be late. Even when I try to be fashionably late I end up on time.
13. If you don’t know who the father of your child is, I will judge you.
14. I’m beginning to realize that all those powerful people who make all the rules and make all the money really don’t know any more than I do.
15. When I walk into Wal-mart in July and they’ve just put up their Back-To-School display, I moan and groan with my kids, but I’m secretly happy and I usually buy something. School supplies bring me joy.
16. I believe you should do things that bring you joy.
17. I also believe that you should find the joy in everything.
18. I have no patience for stupid-heads, yet I can be the biggest stupid-head I know.
19. I am truly AMAZED by technology. I can take a picture with my phone and email it to my mother within seconds. I can do it, but I can’t understand it. I’m typing on my laptop…not attached to anything and I can post to something that so many others can see immediately. How does it get there?
20. I was born in Oklahoma but I never lived there.
21. I’ve lived in Coffeyville, Kansas; Homewood, Illinois; Hudson, Ohio; Chardon, Ohio; Thompson, Ohio; and Madison, Ohio. I love my house that was reportedly built in 1814 and redone from the studs by my husband. I will never move ~ not because I’m really against living anywhere else, but because I have WAY too much STUFF to ever pack and move. Heaven forbid I throw anything away…that’s what attics are for.
22. My friend tells me I should throw it away or I’ll have daughter-in-laws that talk bad about me.
23. I never really understood why people text…’till I started texting. It’s kind of fun.
24. I keep a journal where I write down things from books I’m reading or quotes I like. It’s really geeky. But it brings me joy. (see #16)
25. I’m very content with my life. I love my husband, my kids, my job…God is good.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
shoulda been a snow day
Geneva closed...Chardon closed...Ledgemont closed...Madison did not.
So off to school we go...in the cold...and snow-packed roads...with no radio {When it gets really cold, the radio in my Yukon doesn't work. When the car gets warmed up, it just starts, but in my eight minute trip to school, it doesn't usually get warm enough.} Today was ' no radio' cold. And much more snowy than yesterday. Grace and I slip slided to school, glad we didn't have go in a bus! There were late buses and stories of treacherous trips. Then it really started to snow. And snow. And snow. It looked so pretty, all white and winter-wonderlandy.
It all caused the buses to be late. We sat in our classrooms for ten minutes or so before we dismissed the kids. And I had bus duty. Which we did from inside the building. While we were standing there talking about drives home, someone asked Polzer how far he had to go. I said, "is it all of 6 minutes?" He held up 8 fingers..."hey, that's how long it takes me. But next year I'm cutting that by 4 minutes."
Julie chimes in, "Are you moving?"
We all just look at her. In silence.
Finally Polzer says, "We all are."
That's how crazy the day was...
So off to school we go...in the cold...and snow-packed roads...with no radio {When it gets really cold, the radio in my Yukon doesn't work. When the car gets warmed up, it just starts, but in my eight minute trip to school, it doesn't usually get warm enough.} Today was ' no radio' cold. And much more snowy than yesterday. Grace and I slip slided to school, glad we didn't have go in a bus! There were late buses and stories of treacherous trips. Then it really started to snow. And snow. And snow. It looked so pretty, all white and winter-wonderlandy.
It all caused the buses to be late. We sat in our classrooms for ten minutes or so before we dismissed the kids. And I had bus duty. Which we did from inside the building. While we were standing there talking about drives home, someone asked Polzer how far he had to go. I said, "is it all of 6 minutes?" He held up 8 fingers..."hey, that's how long it takes me. But next year I'm cutting that by 4 minutes."
Julie chimes in, "Are you moving?"
We all just look at her. In silence.
Finally Polzer says, "We all are."
That's how crazy the day was...
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
pseudo snow day
The temperature hovered around 8 degrees today. We were supposed to have a teacher inservice day ~ I was looking forward to wearing my new bright blue with pink shoelaces Nike kicks ~ but it was cancelled. And we found out last night around 9:00. Those are the best snow days...don't even set the alarm. I will whine momentarily...I have grades to report and progress reports to complete...And now I don't have the luxury of a whole day to do them...But I did get to watch a movie today. One of my choice. And I liked it. Julie & Julia was really cute . it even brought tears to my eyes at times ~ it was sweet.
Julia Child was a lovely woman filled with laughter and light. She had an amazing marriage "What if you hadn't fallen in love with me?" She asks her doting husband.
Julie is me. Except I don't cook...and no one reads my blog. But there are moments, especially her weak ones, when I thought, "yep, that's me." I should resolve, like Julie, to be more like Julia.
Mike is calling a snow day for tomorrow...so we'll see if the evening brings that phone call. Gotta love that automated voice...Madison Local Schooled are c- l-o-s-d... (someone forgot the 'e' and the voice spelled the word. Made me laugh)
Julia Child was a lovely woman filled with laughter and light. She had an amazing marriage "What if you hadn't fallen in love with me?" She asks her doting husband.
Julie is me. Except I don't cook...and no one reads my blog. But there are moments, especially her weak ones, when I thought, "yep, that's me." I should resolve, like Julie, to be more like Julia.
Mike is calling a snow day for tomorrow...so we'll see if the evening brings that phone call. Gotta love that automated voice...Madison Local Schooled are c- l-o-s-d... (someone forgot the 'e' and the voice spelled the word. Made me laugh)
Monday, January 21, 2013
USA
"What is past is prologue."
I've been watching the inauguration of the 44th president since I woke up this morning. Many things strike me, but that quote is one that I don't want to forget. Why do we have to study history? For the same reason you have to read the prologue of a book . You need an understanding of the past to appreciate and guide the future.
In Washington DC the sun is shining . In Madison, Ohio the wind is blowing and the snow is flying. It's 19 degrees and falling . Tomorrow is forecasted to be the coldest day of the winter thus far.
Today, I thought about showering around 2:00...and configured it was too late . I called it a jammie day. and it's great .
I've been watching the inauguration of the 44th president since I woke up this morning. Many things strike me, but that quote is one that I don't want to forget. Why do we have to study history? For the same reason you have to read the prologue of a book . You need an understanding of the past to appreciate and guide the future.
In Washington DC the sun is shining . In Madison, Ohio the wind is blowing and the snow is flying. It's 19 degrees and falling . Tomorrow is forecasted to be the coldest day of the winter thus far.
Today, I thought about showering around 2:00...and configured it was too late . I called it a jammie day. and it's great .
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
#2
Oh, Janet! After 19 books, I still come back for more. You can't go through a year with out Janet! #2 is Janet Evanovich's Notorious Nineteen. And it may be one of her best. It had an actual plot with actual development and an actual conclusion. Lula is still large and in charge & there is still tension between Stephanie, Morelli and Ranger. Morelli is clearly the winner ~ but Ranger is still hot and hanging around.Library book on my Kindle weird thing...you can see popular highlights...I don't know how I feel about it. It's like other people wrote in my book ~ while I find it socially interesting, it also feels kinda wrong.
Two of my favorite quotes:
p 40 ~ I don't feel fat. I just feel like I got a lot of all the good stuff.
p 131 ~ "When are you going to start saying nothing?"
fl: "I don't know why we gotta sit here baking in you car in the middle of the day, in the middle of the summer, in the middle of this crummy neighborhood," Lula said. ll: I need a date.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Junkie
I had my second surgery with the plastic surgeon today. I'm adding more scars to my already pretty beat-up face! The Harry Potter lightening bolt on my left cheek is still pretty noticeable {but it honestly doesn't bother me} and now I have a little {1/2 of an inch} bloody little incision by my right eye ~ where I used to have a big, darkening freckle. He doesn't think it's cancer this time, but I think it's better to be gone with it. I hope I'm not becoming one of those people who can't stop having surgery...
I'm also an outside running junkie. I knew I had to get my run in before surgery this morning ~ haven't been on here since I pulled the trigger and spent the $65 {plus service fees} to sign up for the Cleveland Half Marathon. The training has begun. {Mike is doing the whole...so I'll make sure to chronicle his adventure, as that is something I really can't see myself EvEr doing!} ANYWAY ~ We are in the middle of a "January Thaw" {sidebar: the weather people are calling this a thaw...when we've only had snow for two weeks. It technically is a thaw...but it's not like we've been snowed in for months on end.} I guess I better tell the actual story here. I left my house around 7:30 to go and run the sidewalk in the village, since sunrise isn't until 7:54. It wasn't too bad running; a little icy in spots, but mostly clear. On the way home, in front of the house on Main that Mike flipped oh so many years ago, the sidewalk is covered in icy snow. Like it's never been shoveled...because it hasn't. I decide to go high into the crunchy snow for better traction, except it wasn't crunchy snow, it was ice. And down I went. Boom. Feeling stupid is sitting on your bum on the sidewalk as cars drive by. Pride bounces you back up and takes you on your way...then you assess any damage. Thank Goodness my tights aren't ripped! But I have a few marks on my upper shin and knee and hip and a bruise on my hand. I was so afraid I would be asked at the doctor's if I'd fallen recently ~ but they didn't ask, so I didn't have to relive the embarrassment!
I have a junkie school story...not to be shared today.
But, I have an old school story ready to be shared: My cousin posted on facebook that her kids ate bacon and cake for breakfast that morning and we shouldn't judge her. SOOOO reminded me of a time when I was teaching, many years ago. A student was standing in the back of the room (on the carpeted half) and said she didn't feel well. I told her to go to the bathroom, but she just stood there. She started heaving that I'm-gonna-puke-any-second heave and I'm saying, "Get to the garbage can. Get to the garbage can." And she stood there and puked up her breakfast cake all over the carpet. I did judge. The end of the story: when we finally got her to the office and the puke cleaned up, one of the other kids said, "And the lesson of the day is if you're going to throw up, get to the garbage can."
I don't understand these cake junkies...give me pie :)
I'm also an outside running junkie. I knew I had to get my run in before surgery this morning ~ haven't been on here since I pulled the trigger and spent the $65 {plus service fees} to sign up for the Cleveland Half Marathon. The training has begun. {Mike is doing the whole...so I'll make sure to chronicle his adventure, as that is something I really can't see myself EvEr doing!} ANYWAY ~ We are in the middle of a "January Thaw" {sidebar: the weather people are calling this a thaw...when we've only had snow for two weeks. It technically is a thaw...but it's not like we've been snowed in for months on end.} I guess I better tell the actual story here. I left my house around 7:30 to go and run the sidewalk in the village, since sunrise isn't until 7:54. It wasn't too bad running; a little icy in spots, but mostly clear. On the way home, in front of the house on Main that Mike flipped oh so many years ago, the sidewalk is covered in icy snow. Like it's never been shoveled...because it hasn't. I decide to go high into the crunchy snow for better traction, except it wasn't crunchy snow, it was ice. And down I went. Boom. Feeling stupid is sitting on your bum on the sidewalk as cars drive by. Pride bounces you back up and takes you on your way...then you assess any damage. Thank Goodness my tights aren't ripped! But I have a few marks on my upper shin and knee and hip and a bruise on my hand. I was so afraid I would be asked at the doctor's if I'd fallen recently ~ but they didn't ask, so I didn't have to relive the embarrassment!
I have a junkie school story...not to be shared today.
But, I have an old school story ready to be shared: My cousin posted on facebook that her kids ate bacon and cake for breakfast that morning and we shouldn't judge her. SOOOO reminded me of a time when I was teaching, many years ago. A student was standing in the back of the room (on the carpeted half) and said she didn't feel well. I told her to go to the bathroom, but she just stood there. She started heaving that I'm-gonna-puke-any-second heave and I'm saying, "Get to the garbage can. Get to the garbage can." And she stood there and puked up her breakfast cake all over the carpet. I did judge. The end of the story: when we finally got her to the office and the puke cleaned up, one of the other kids said, "And the lesson of the day is if you're going to throw up, get to the garbage can."
I don't understand these cake junkies...give me pie :)
Thursday, January 3, 2013
the picture in my head
Here's the picture I can't get out of my head: mice. many mice. climbing all over my desk. scampering . crawling. teeming. getting into the pretty glass container left on my desk.
Here's why I picture this: I left a pretty glass container on my desk, filled with tootsie rolls and Hershey kisses. When I walked onto my classroom today the dish was empty, save the mouse poop. No candy. No wrappers. Only poop. I looked around for evidence of the candy that used to be in the dish...and found one ~one~ silver wrapper in the corner of the counter. (surrounded by poop) All day I opened my desk carefully, afraid that I'd discover the secret home of this hoard of rodents...hyped up on sugar.
I've got one word: UGH
Here's why I picture this: I left a pretty glass container on my desk, filled with tootsie rolls and Hershey kisses. When I walked onto my classroom today the dish was empty, save the mouse poop. No candy. No wrappers. Only poop. I looked around for evidence of the candy that used to be in the dish...and found one ~one~ silver wrapper in the corner of the counter. (surrounded by poop) All day I opened my desk carefully, afraid that I'd discover the secret home of this hoard of rodents...hyped up on sugar.
I've got one word: UGH
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
#1
Finished an Elizabeth Berg novel to start the new year ~ It is certainly not my favorite Berg novel, but it had some of her quotable moments. #1 for 2013 is once upon a time, there was you. It is the story of a divorced couple & their only daughter who gets kidnapped...and saved in the span of three chapters {it was a little hard to believe} and then she gets married ~ all before coming home. {guess what, Mom & Dad. I thought I was going to die, but it's ok, I'm married now.} It was more of a story of learning who you are and how to embrace the past instead of letting it swallow you.
Quotes:
p 15 ~ good word
p 39 ~ Or he can go back to the ease of solitude. It's really not so bad, being alone, never worrying about what has to done for, or with, or in the interest of another. It's like you let your mind stay in its pajamas all day.
p 58 ~ People are stupid. Why are they so stupid? There is an algorithm for the way humans were designed; love and be loved. Follow it and you're happy. Fight against it and you're not. It's so simple, it's hard to understand.
p 59 ~ Sometimes saying it makes it so.
p 60 ~ You show up on your first date with your best shoew on, hoping to get to a place where you keep your shoes off, is what he thinks.
p 276~ But I feel like you're all the time digging in the tomato bin, saying, 'Where are the apple?'
p 104 ~ Mom, it sounds like mothballs smell!
p 110 ~ So much can be done to a life with one impulsive decision.
p 117 ~ ...people stay irrevocably themselves (truth be told, Irene would still like to be a cowgirl, never mind that the skills required are not her own), but mostly the only thing one can rely on is unreliability.
p 161 ~ But who can know their own children, really? After a certain age, their longings and deepest feelings are shared with someone else.
p 257 ~ Sometimes we make choices in our lives. Sometimes our lives make choices for us. I wish for you some harmony in spirit.
p 271 ~ And I just think that we need to collect these joy berries wherever we find them and put them in our big yellow buckets.
fl: When John Marsh was a young boy, he used to watch his mother getting ready to go out for the evening. ll: She goes for her keys, then heads out the door to join them.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
here we go again
From 12 back to 1 when that ball drops. I love the beginning of a new year with all the possibilities and hope that it holds . This is going to be quite the year of change. In another semester Patrick will be graduating from high school & leaving us to begin his college life. Which will quickly lead to his grown up life. I'm excited for him. I'm even a little excited about what changes will come for those left in Madison...but the change will be hard. very
But now's the time to talk resolutions. Last year I resolved to floss my teeth. And I did, daily. But I went to the dentist in September. Then I stopped. I don't know why...I've recently started flossing again, but not like I had been. I guess I have to call it a fail.
This year I'm resolving to not swear. and I've sworn twice today. so already a fail, but I think its just going to take some practice. I really want to break this habit, so I will persevere.
I also got an email from my dad asking us to join him in reading the bible in a year. So I resolve to red the bible in 2013. I downloaded a one-year Bible, that has a reading for everyday.
Happy 2013
But now's the time to talk resolutions. Last year I resolved to floss my teeth. And I did, daily. But I went to the dentist in September. Then I stopped. I don't know why...I've recently started flossing again, but not like I had been. I guess I have to call it a fail.
This year I'm resolving to not swear. and I've sworn twice today. so already a fail, but I think its just going to take some practice. I really want to break this habit, so I will persevere.
I also got an email from my dad asking us to join him in reading the bible in a year. So I resolve to red the bible in 2013. I downloaded a one-year Bible, that has a reading for everyday.
Happy 2013
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