Well, I haven't folded any clothes (or washed any either) for quite some time. No clients tomorrow, so I foolishly promised DH I'd do some picking up around here. Jeez, he might expect a cooked dinner, too.
But in the am, (late) I have therapist appointment, then lunch with a colleague... so how can I possibly get anything done... especially being up SO late. (I wallked this evening and once I recovered, I got ALL awake!)
Should walk in the morning before therapy. My colleague group talked about shame and guilt this morning. Yipes. Shame & Guilt R Us. Eating is definitely a defense for me against feeling both. You'd think for how long I'd been in the mental health business, I'd have my own shame issues tackled. (But then for how much Terrell Owens is making with the Dallas Cowboys, you'd think he could be polite, too.)
DS survived his first 2 days teaching: physics and Algebra II. He said the kids weren't very interest (no real big surprised) AND that some of them didn't have paper on Friday. WHO GOES TO SCHOOL WITHOUT PAPER?
Hope you get through the 9/11 anniversary well enough. Watching the kids on 60 minutes who lost parents made me very upset. (But I didn't eat.)
It doesn't seem possible that 9/11 was 5 years ago. I remember exactly where I was when I heard. Seems like the world did a little shift on it's axis that day.
Bagzie, so nice that kidlets are settled and happy at university. Is DS enjoying being an only child now that the older ones are out in the world?
DH is off to play cowboys and indians again. I'll be joining him on Friday. I bought some fat cowgirl clothes. I feel and look hideous in them. I threatened to just buy some sweats and put some fringe & conchos on them. My gf and I were joking about coming out with a line of clothes for "the over 50 cowgirl", completely made of spandex. I don't know if I'm dreading starched jeans (yes! can you believe that??? starched!!) or tight boots the most.
Painty, shame and guilt R women. I don't know if that's why I eat, but it sounds like as good an excuse as anything. That, and everything tastes so darn good and I have no control.
I threatened to just buy some sweats and put some fringe & conchos on them. My gf and I were joking about coming out with a line of clothes for "the over 50 cowgirl", completely made of spandex. I don't know if I'm dreading starched jeans (yes! can you believe that??? starched!!) or tight boots the most.
I am d.y.i.n.g.
You are hysterical Wabby! I wish I could photoshop a picture of red sweat pants with side fringe... UGH sausaging ones self into starched jeans and putting my pig hooves into tight boots spells S and M to me!
I would rather a snug unforgiving pair of pants rather than anything with spandex... I even hate those jeans with spandex in them..I am so lumpy flabby that I'd rather those starched jeans ...although when you take those kinda pants off it looks like yer still wearing them.. what with all the zipper, waist, side stitching marks left upon my flabbosity.
Painty, shame and guilt R women. - Period. I think it's just a general female marker. Whether we eat tooo much, tooo little, it's a symptom of what issue lies beneath for each of us. I sometimes wonder if searing ones tastes buds for a while is a viable means of self control.. as I just love the taste of all foods.
Baggeroo: glad all the kidlets are tucked safely in the dorms... I turned off the TV and put on XM commercial talk free radio... remembering those that died and whose lives are altered in my own way.. While we shouldn't forget this I wish it served us better as a wake up call to secure our borders, and put our resources to use getting New Orleans back instead it was used as a ploy to engage in Bushs war in Iraq.. and further weakening our home defenses, "wasting" american and allied and Iraqi peoples lives. Spreading our military so thin in Iraq and afganistan, running up a biggest deficient in history. ... I just feel anger...
My advice was to step outside, find a girl passing by and ask her.
Excellent advice; what girl could resist that?
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DS survived his first 2 days teaching: physics and Algebra II.
Cool. I hope he finds that some of his students can be motivated and interested. By the way, at DD's high school, most of the teachers passed out materials. I thought it was ridiculous not to demand that kids bring their own -- especially since I understand it is the teachers who have to buy these supplies. It seems to me that it would be a simple matter to sell school supplies in the cafeteria so that those who couldn't afford them could get them for free like they do lunches, but of course that would be too simple, wouldn't it?
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. I just feel anger...
I'm afraid that's about all I feel too. I am sad though, too. As much because I believe those deaths should have meant something and that meaning has been squandered by our government, as by the memory of the events themselves.
I watched a few minutes of the morning show coverage today and I just felt disgust. There were people in the crowd, listening to these sappy musical tributes, who were all smiles and wearing patriotic face paint and crap. What a bunch of bull****. Sorry. I should just leave it alone.
HEY!! My previous paragraph was censored!!! Not that I care, but I didn't put in those ****! Wow. I had no idea you couldn't swear here anymore. Damn.
I love this story. How refreshing for a city to see subversive activity/art as something worthwhile! Granted it's probably more because it is funny, but still...
Our weekend was good fun. I don't think I will find that I lost any weight... We had a couple of friends on the boat with us, and acted like, well, adults with no parental responsibilities. We ate good food (oh yeah, really good food) and drank with abandon (well, one night anyway), went sailing. Didn't go to Frenchboro because the lobster place was closed for the season. Went to Cranberry Island instead. Had a lovely walk, visited an art gallery, then spent the night on the mooring there. That night, Saturday, we had a whopper of a thunder and lightning storm with a soaking rain. Sunday was a bit rough on the ocean, so after we got back to our home mooring, we decided to unload to land and go play minigolf. Seriously. And it was great fun.
The first thing I ever, ever learned on the internet was how to fold a fitted sheet. It ain't purdy, but it works all right. Still can't do the t-shirt origami thing though.
The first thing I ever, ever learned on the internet was how to fold a fitted sheet.
The first thing I learned how to do on the internet was remove a tick.
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AAACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! **** on that, I mean what the ****, can I say *******? or um, *******...
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Schatzi, you're killing me Leave it to us to respond to the knowledge that they're bleeping swear words by swearing with abandon!!! I think they should replace the **** with , it's more fun. More ****ing fun, that is.
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Schatzi!!! What in the WORLD are you doing?
Making me spit coffee on my keyboard, that's what she's doing!
I have been such a good girl -- I called up my doggy friend and made a walking date this morning. We took all 6 of the dogs for an hour and a half walk on a trail near here. Good heavens it was beautiful, sunny, a bit cool, not a cloud in the sky. I should have taken some pictures; the lake and mountains in the distance were gorgeous.
DD called last night to tell us how her first Monday had gone -- she has classes from 9:30 am till 9:00 pm. Not continuously of course, but she has to squeeze meals in at odd times. Now she's adding some shifts of work study in the library to her schedule, 2 hours of it right at lunchtime on Monday. I've a feeling that eventually she will have to drop some of that. She's had to substitute Computer Science for her Peace and Justice Studies class because of a scheduling conflict, and it sounds like computer is going to be a challenge. They are learning right off to program in C++ (computer language). Then she said the Arabic professor talks to the class in Arabic right from the start. And the Islamic Law professor barely speaks English, so it is very difficult to understand her. Don't you just love it? I am tickled to death that she is being challenged, finally.
Here's what I am doing that I haven't done in 18 years: practicing the piano.
Here's what I am getting today that I am very excited about: a new computer monitor!!! I'm such a geek. DH is getting himself a new computer because we decided that what he needed to upgrade his computer and what I needed (a screen I could read) would be nicely satisfied by a new HP for less than buying the parts. Plus the new puter will have double layer cd/dvd burner with a dandy feature called LightScribethat will lasar on a label to the top of the disk. Cool huh?
when you take those kinda pants off it looks like yer still wearing them.. what with all the zipper, waist, side stitching marks left upon my flabbosity.
, it's more fun. More ****ing fun, that is.
I'm such a geek. DH is getting himself a new computer because we decided that what he needed to upgrade his computer and what I needed (a screen I could read) would be nicely satisfied by a new HP for less than buying the parts. Plus the new puter will have double layer cd/dvd burner with a dandy feature called 