Thursday, July 31, 2008

Here Come the Clowns!

You know how I previously stated that I used to be athletic. Apparently I lied. The possibility exists that I've never had an athletic bone in my body. NEVER.

Yesterday was softball day, the last game before playoffs. Not that we're very good, but we're not dead last. As a team we were great, we made plays, hit the ball and all that fun stuff.

Me, I sucked, and to top it off I got hurt. Not like haha I got hit with the ball, like running as if I'm being chased and then there is a pop in my right leg. Immediately on the ground in excruciating pain. Can't walk, feel like an idiot. AHHH leg hurts.

Of course the injured leg is my driving leg, and my job consists of walking a lot, and I have no time off.

Apparently this is one of those signs, you know the one that says: "Hey stupid, your not 16 anymore, and if ya do that to me again I'm quitting", yeah my body's rebelling.

Oh yeah, and today was supposed to be a gym day, guess that's out.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Do you believe that..

Ok, so I was talking to a friend of mine who teaches 6th grade today. We started with what she's did today and I found out that she went to a seminar about new computer things such as Twitter, igoogle, and Wiki.

Now I have no idea what these things are except a vague concept of twitter. But something she said really got to me. She's learning all these new computer things and her pupils can't type. I don't mean like can't find the letters, I mean like can't type. According to her, the district she works in doesn't teach typing until 11th grade and then its an elective. Now I know I'm getting older, but we learned to type is 6th and 7th grade, IT WAS MANDATORY!

The conversation moved on to the fact that they no longer teach cursive in school either. Now I hated cursive with a passion, but I learned it and now can read it and I have a signature. According to her school they don't teach cursive because with technology they are all going to be typing.

Hello Einstein, if your not teaching cursive and typing doesn't start until maybe 11th grade then how are these kids supposed to write papers? I mean really kids today type lots of stuff and all state tests have to be hand written. Aren't we putting our kids at an immediate disadvantage if we don't teach them these things?

Thursday, July 24, 2008

I lost round 1

At the beginning of the year I had this grand plan that I would go to the gym regularly and get healthier. So I got a membership, someone to go with me and some new sneakers. I was set. I did great for the first two months, two or three times a week, then my gym partner stopped going. I got a new partner then wedding season started and the gym slid to the side.

This week I went back to the gym for the first time in three months. Monday I'm pretty sure I almost died on the elliptical. I'm not lying.

Ten minutes in, lost my rhythm and my balance and had to jump to safety. Here is where I become confused. I used to be athletic, three sports a year for at least twelve years. How did I get to this point. The point where I can't last more than ten minutes on an elliptical.

Back to the gym today, made it 15 minutes on the elliptical, my partner and I decided to move to weights again. So we begin doing our circuit and two sets in we are laughing so hard that we are unable to finish the last set. We stop get off the machine and move on after 30 minutes we decide we're done.

Here's the problem I currently can't lift my arms about my shoulder, moving the glass to my mouth leaves me in excruciating pain and I've had a charlie horse in my calf for at least the last hour.

Gym: 1 Me: 0 this is totally not over yet!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

I scream you scream

Fatboy and I went grocery shopping this week. Now don't get me wrong I like healthy things. I love me some vegetables and fruits, but today the ice cream was calling my name. So I picked up two half gallons that were on sale and went on with my shopping. We get home and while he's putting the groceries away he asks me to come and look in the freezer. I wander over and take a gander I notice 4 boxes of popsicles and the two ice creams along with a package of hotdogs and a bag of broccoli. You would think we had kids right, with all those popsicles, but no its just me. Apparently me sweet tooth is stronger than I thought.

Monday, July 14, 2008

tiny bubbles

So Fatboy and I have really good friends who just had a beautiful baby girl. I mean she's just gorgeous. Well like every Monday they came over for dinner, actually this is the first dinner since the tiny baby was born. Now how many people can pass up the chance to hold something so small who just wants to cuddle, not me. I held the tiny bebe all evening, cuddling, snuggling, rocking you know the basics. I was in love, but also so jealous. Don't get me wrong I absolutely adore our friends and their new baby, but dammit I WOULD LIKE A BABY!

Now I understand that most women get the uterine tug when a newborn is around, but people give me a break here. Fatboy and I have been actively trying for over 2 years and not actively trying for 5 before that. In that seven years we have been blessed with 4 nieces and nephews, and approximately a dozen friends who have had kids. Two years ago we had twelve people we were close to have kids two of those people were siblings. Someday we will have the ability to announce some happy news of our own, but I wish that were tomorrow.

I know everyone wishes for stuff they don't have and babies are known for the uterine tug, but I'm just saying, alright already!

Sunday, July 13, 2008

We got a dog why?

My beautifully famous dog Rhet Butler put a decent sized hole in the wall today. I watched him do it. Big Boy came in the front door and Rhet got so excited he did the dog spin. You know what I mean, where they just spin and spin and spin until they hit something. Yeah well he hit something alright, his bony behind slammed right into my wall and now there's a hole. I'm not talking like just cover it with plaster hole, I'm talking get out the sheet rock and spackle hole. I'm pretty sure Big Boy will get to fixing it about the time he fixes the broken window in the screen door from a year and a half ago. Yeah I know, I better learn how to sheet rock!