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Son is playing on the living room floor with Leggo pirates, wooden blocks and an old Styrofoam ice chest that immunizations were delivered in. Son is 10, almost 11 and yet he still plays with toys. Come to think of it, I have seen Miss Teen play with toys recently. I love that my kids still have some innocence.
Miss Teen is in her room working on assignments for the correspondence courses she is taking this summer. Because of her unique high school arrangement, she doesn't have time in her regular schedule for electives, Health or P.E. Yup, you read that right, she is taking P.E. via correspondence. More specifically, she is taking bowling. The course description said that the student must have "access to a bowling alley and a camera". My sister thinks that we are going to have to take pictures of her bowling while holding up the newspaper for the day.
Husband is sleeping on the couch. That man can and does fall asleep doing almost anything. I learned this when we were dating. After a few evenings of watching a video by myself, I started bringing my books on dates. (I was still in med school at the time) He asked me why I was bringing them to which I replied, "When you fall asleep, I will turn off the TV and study. I'll wake you up when I am ready to go home." At least he hardly snores any more since losing 25 pounds on Weight Watchers.
I am reading an interesting book I heard about on NPR, "Rethinking Thin". It is quite fascinating to learn the history of the diet movements and industries. I am hoping that at some point the author will offer some real hope for a solution to not being thin....or being fat....or what is really fat.
It is officially summer here. The temps are in the high 80's, low 90's. I love it. I hate cold. I don't mind working up a good sweat when I rollerblade or work in the yard. We've even started to have some of the predictable afternoon thunderstorms. They make the most beautiful clouds.
My birthday is Sunday. This afternoon I had a few moments of pure unadulterated fear of dying. When did birthdays stop being fun?
Miss Teen is in her room working on assignments for the correspondence courses she is taking this summer. Because of her unique high school arrangement, she doesn't have time in her regular schedule for electives, Health or P.E. Yup, you read that right, she is taking P.E. via correspondence. More specifically, she is taking bowling. The course description said that the student must have "access to a bowling alley and a camera". My sister thinks that we are going to have to take pictures of her bowling while holding up the newspaper for the day.
Husband is sleeping on the couch. That man can and does fall asleep doing almost anything. I learned this when we were dating. After a few evenings of watching a video by myself, I started bringing my books on dates. (I was still in med school at the time) He asked me why I was bringing them to which I replied, "When you fall asleep, I will turn off the TV and study. I'll wake you up when I am ready to go home." At least he hardly snores any more since losing 25 pounds on Weight Watchers.
I am reading an interesting book I heard about on NPR, "Rethinking Thin". It is quite fascinating to learn the history of the diet movements and industries. I am hoping that at some point the author will offer some real hope for a solution to not being thin....or being fat....or what is really fat.
It is officially summer here. The temps are in the high 80's, low 90's. I love it. I hate cold. I don't mind working up a good sweat when I rollerblade or work in the yard. We've even started to have some of the predictable afternoon thunderstorms. They make the most beautiful clouds.
My birthday is Sunday. This afternoon I had a few moments of pure unadulterated fear of dying. When did birthdays stop being fun?
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