Random Tuesday Musings
Who needs DVR when you have dv? That man is genius. He rigged our computer with a recorder and now it's connected to our tv. Ah, so sorry Time Warner.
I hate my class. My arms ache from the typing frenzy I went through for 2 hours trying to get my homework finished. Woe is me. But then in class we piled "10 things" from around our houses that we could use in our class rooms, and we got to just make whatever we wanted. You know what? It was fun. More adults should do preschool activities every now and then.
In the words of Gayatri, I work really hard at being bad at running. My 10-mile race was really a struggle, but more on that when I have some interest in writing about it.
I have no will power. My fat thighs chafed during the 10-miler. I have never chafed in any race, and I was so shocked to see the wounds (which I didn't feel during or after the race or even in the shower after the race). So upon seeing those red rashes, I vowed to lose 10lbs by stopping all cookies and coke intake. My no-cookie plan usually lasts about as long as no cookies are around. I made cookies for Joshua's teacher's birthday, and cookies are back in the diet. Elijah comes home with 20 cookies from his friend's house - homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. Are you kidding me? Mmm...they are so good.
I honestly believe that as I get older I'm getting slower and stupider. Yes, I wrote stupider and meant to write stupider. I can't remember simple things, and I ran my half-marathon 2 years ago at a faster pace. Okay, so there weren't hard hills in that marathon, but there was freezing drizzle and 3.1 additional miles. I would give you more examples of my stupidity, but I can't remember any of them right now.
So my boys learned a bad word last week - the "S" word that ends in "hit." Turns out Elijah has heard before it from a friend (I knew it!), but Joshua didn't know it. Elijah would not tell him, but Joshua kept pestering. Elijah gave Joshua the letters one at a time, so Joshie sounded it out. He then says the "S" word about 20 times before finally asking what it means. Well, it's all hilarity with boys if anything deals with poop. I make Joshua promise to not say that word and to certainly not teach anyone at school. Guess what? He told his best friend in the Teddy Bear Center. The best friend is a really good pester-er, too. Well, best friend told 3 other boys. Joshua was most certain those 3 boys didn't tell anyone. Ack, my nightmare of parents coming to the teacher saying, "My child say Joshua taught him to say sh*t" ran through my mind. What will I do when the "other" words roll around?
Song of the day:
You had some fun for the weekend
but I'll be in the love for the rest of my life
Can you name it?
I hate my class. My arms ache from the typing frenzy I went through for 2 hours trying to get my homework finished. Woe is me. But then in class we piled "10 things" from around our houses that we could use in our class rooms, and we got to just make whatever we wanted. You know what? It was fun. More adults should do preschool activities every now and then.
In the words of Gayatri, I work really hard at being bad at running. My 10-mile race was really a struggle, but more on that when I have some interest in writing about it.
I have no will power. My fat thighs chafed during the 10-miler. I have never chafed in any race, and I was so shocked to see the wounds (which I didn't feel during or after the race or even in the shower after the race). So upon seeing those red rashes, I vowed to lose 10lbs by stopping all cookies and coke intake. My no-cookie plan usually lasts about as long as no cookies are around. I made cookies for Joshua's teacher's birthday, and cookies are back in the diet. Elijah comes home with 20 cookies from his friend's house - homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. Are you kidding me? Mmm...they are so good.
I honestly believe that as I get older I'm getting slower and stupider. Yes, I wrote stupider and meant to write stupider. I can't remember simple things, and I ran my half-marathon 2 years ago at a faster pace. Okay, so there weren't hard hills in that marathon, but there was freezing drizzle and 3.1 additional miles. I would give you more examples of my stupidity, but I can't remember any of them right now.
So my boys learned a bad word last week - the "S" word that ends in "hit." Turns out Elijah has heard before it from a friend (I knew it!), but Joshua didn't know it. Elijah would not tell him, but Joshua kept pestering. Elijah gave Joshua the letters one at a time, so Joshie sounded it out. He then says the "S" word about 20 times before finally asking what it means. Well, it's all hilarity with boys if anything deals with poop. I make Joshua promise to not say that word and to certainly not teach anyone at school. Guess what? He told his best friend in the Teddy Bear Center. The best friend is a really good pester-er, too. Well, best friend told 3 other boys. Joshua was most certain those 3 boys didn't tell anyone. Ack, my nightmare of parents coming to the teacher saying, "My child say Joshua taught him to say sh*t" ran through my mind. What will I do when the "other" words roll around?
Song of the day:
You had some fun for the weekend
but I'll be in the love for the rest of my life
Can you name it?
posted by Jessica at
9:38 PM
2 Comments:
Hey Jessica, it's Carol :) I have the same struggle with cookies! They are too delicious to resist. I try to quit them, but it's no use.
It was great to see you on Sunday! I'm entertaining notions of coming back to Gazelles.
By
Carol, At
11/14/07 4:44 PM
My no-cookie plan usually lasts about as long as no cookies are around.
Love it!
By
Gayatri Rao, At
11/16/07 9:10 PM
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