call one of my students chubby....oops. He asked me if something I said to him was a fat joke. I said yes. He didn't think it was very funny.
told one of my students I made him do something because he was Mexican....he laughed. Phew.
left my phone ringer on....every other day...embarrassing. My class is now very familiar with the Dr. Who theme song.
leaned back too far in my office chair and made a high decibel clatter keeping myself from plummeting backward to the floor..... during silent reading time. No one was hurt.
*Clarification. I am not racist. I know many Mexican's that I think very highly of. Again, I asked him to stop a behavior, and he jokingly asked if I was calling him out because he was Mexican. I said yes.
13 December 2011
01 December 2011
Chubby Secrets #1
So, I'm getting chubby. Marriage + Stress does that. And lately, It hasn't really bothered me that much.
I've been too busy and stressed out to do much about it. I'll get to it when my life settles down, and I am used to my new routine.
(You fitness fanatics who are reading this, stop scolding me with your minds this instant. I really can't handle one more thing. Its either sleep or work out.)
But, my pants are getting tighter, and they put pressure on my stress-nauseated tummy, so...
I wear big shirts, and live with my pants unbuttoned.
Do you have any idea how free of a feeling it is to not button your pants? Amazing.
I've been too busy and stressed out to do much about it. I'll get to it when my life settles down, and I am used to my new routine.
(You fitness fanatics who are reading this, stop scolding me with your minds this instant. I really can't handle one more thing. Its either sleep or work out.)
But, my pants are getting tighter, and they put pressure on my stress-nauseated tummy, so...
I wear big shirts, and live with my pants unbuttoned.
Do you have any idea how free of a feeling it is to not button your pants? Amazing.
30 November 2011
At a time that is not this time
people will be good to each other, no matter their differences.
I just watched this video , and was amazed by the different cultures coming together, sharing their differences in a positive way, and focusing on something they have in common.
Why are people in the world so incredibly intolerant? Why is it so easy to recite the golden rule, but so seemingly impossible to actually live that way?
Personally, I think we should just love people because they are people.
I am not saying we should be blind to poor decisions or anything like that, but can't we even love people who make poor decisions? Can't we love people who believe something different than we do? Can't we love people who look different?
There is so much animosity in society that it makes me want to hole myself up in a mountain cave, and befriend only the mountain animals. Especially the ones that won't eat me.
I just watched this video , and was amazed by the different cultures coming together, sharing their differences in a positive way, and focusing on something they have in common.
Why are people in the world so incredibly intolerant? Why is it so easy to recite the golden rule, but so seemingly impossible to actually live that way?
Personally, I think we should just love people because they are people.
I am not saying we should be blind to poor decisions or anything like that, but can't we even love people who make poor decisions? Can't we love people who believe something different than we do? Can't we love people who look different?
There is so much animosity in society that it makes me want to hole myself up in a mountain cave, and befriend only the mountain animals. Especially the ones that won't eat me.
16 November 2011
On Maturing
It is 100% over-rated.
I don't mean that we should all act like we are 13 years old again. I don't want to worry about boobs, braces, boys, or bratty friends.
I am glad I know how makeup should be applied, that Payless shoes are just as cool as the name brand, and that I don't have to check in with my parents when I get home late at night.
I simply mean that we should never get to the point where we take ourselves too seriously.
Laugh at yourself. Dang it.
Befriend a teenager enough to remember what it was like to be one. Listen to some old school Brittney Spears or Spice girls, and see if those old feelings and dance moves come rushing back again.
Conclusion:
Pay your bills. Be good to your children. Love your other half. Don't get traffic tickets....and laugh when you forget.
I don't mean that we should all act like we are 13 years old again. I don't want to worry about boobs, braces, boys, or bratty friends.
I am glad I know how makeup should be applied, that Payless shoes are just as cool as the name brand, and that I don't have to check in with my parents when I get home late at night.
I simply mean that we should never get to the point where we take ourselves too seriously.
Laugh at yourself. Dang it.
Befriend a teenager enough to remember what it was like to be one. Listen to some old school Brittney Spears or Spice girls, and see if those old feelings and dance moves come rushing back again.
Conclusion:
Pay your bills. Be good to your children. Love your other half. Don't get traffic tickets....and laugh when you forget.
13 November 2011
Holga Attempt #2: Malad
Samson, the puppy
The Clouds
Bow Hunting Skills
Bowl of Fruit
Waving Flag
Peter Pan Bleach Shirt. I made it.
Cool Rusty Chair
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