I learned this week:
…that someone was kind enough to satisfy Mother Nature’s chocolate craving. Why else would we suddenly be allowed to enjoy some fall-like weather? Surely, it wasn’t because she felt sorry for us.
…that after living three months or more in an oven, it’s funny what we consider fall-like temperatures. When I was a kid living in Germany, fall was decidedly cooler, more refreshing, and the landscape was as colorful as an impressionist’s canvas. I miss that place more than ever, during this time of year.
…that I really am not a fan of young people. Their parents should be held legally liable for unleashing their inconsiderate, rude asses on the rest of society. I find it astounding, and frankly, down right disturbing, that they are our nation’s future. I’m telling you, we are so screwed. Screwed.
…that sometimes I have trouble acclimating. I’ve always thought I was the queen of adaptability. Perhaps it is my advancing age and a certain resistance to change that comes with that. This semester brought a lot of changes. Megan is now in middle school. She goes to school later in the morning and gets out later in the afternoon. I’ve had to alter my work schedule to accommodate this change. In addition, my own school schedule was made around her schedule. When I did all this initial planning, I failed to allot myself sufficient time for lunch and a daily workout at the gym. For the last three weeks, I’ve struggled with finding a balance. As a result, I’ve allowed myself to eat fast food, on the run, for lunch and to skip the gym altogether. I will tell you, it’s not been a pretty couple of weeks. I find exercise to be an essential part of maintaining good mental health and boosting my immune system. Not working out has made me feel disjointed, grumpy, rundown and fat. Not a good combination for me or the people who must endure my general pissiness on a daily basis. This week, I was determined to get into the groove. I brown bagged my lunch with healthy but filling foods, found a better parking spot that allows me to avoid the 2:15 pm mass exodus from campus, and am at the gym, changed and ready for 45 minutes of a good, old-fashioned calorie burning sweat-fest by 2:35 pm. I have found my rhythm and it feels good.
…that my daughter is growing up and there is nothing I can do to stop it. This week, a certain little boy has finally discovered where we live. At 4:45 pm everyday, we are now treated to a very loud knock at the door. When I open it, there stands little – let’s call him Georgie to protect his identity. “Is Megan home?” “She’s doing homework. She can’t have visitors until she’s done.” “Okay, I’ll just wait right here until she’s done.” Um…okay.
…that, in relation to the above, my daughter was asked by three boys to the sixth grade dance. Three! Seriously? Nolan is going to have a stroke.
…that even though I’ve never really been a Rolling Stones or a Maroon 5 fan, I love the song “Move Like Jagger”. It defies reason, but that song makes me wanna shake my money-maker. You can get your own groove on [here].
…that nothing gets people’s attention like putting the word “porn” in the title of your blog entry. Wonder how many readers were disappointed that it was actually pictures of books and not real porn? If you don’t know what I’m talking about and would like to check it out for your self you can do so [here].
…that it is possible to be mauled by a polar bear and walk away, albeit minus your pants. Just ask the poor woman who was attacked by one in the middle of town, in northern Russia. Conveniently, someone had their handy-dandy cellphone at the ready and caught the whole thing on tape. Good thing someone else had the presence of mind to put down their electronic recording device and come to the woman’s aid. You can see the video of the attack [here].
…that some people are brilliant storytellers. Unfortunately, their fabricated tales are not the kind you find between the pages of a book, lack entertainment value, and do irrevocable damage.
…that there are three C’s in life: choice, chance, and change. You must make the choice to take the chance, if you want anything in life to change. This little piece of brilliance was stolen from my good friend Cyril. I have a lot to say about this. Maybe I will ponder it and write something on it in the future.
…and last but not least…our weekly awwww moment:
Stay tuned for another exciting episode next week. Same time. Same channel.