Ok so I took a bit of a hiatus from the writing.....and the dieting to a certain degree. But I am back (writing at least!). I am a teacher, as most of you are well aware, and I despise excuses. Some of my favorites:
"My printer ran out of ink!" Apparently there is a magical ink goblin that steals all students ink the night before a paper is due.
"You didn't tell us we had homework!!" Maybe it would help if I stamped it on your forehead every day?? (Actually, probably wouldn't do any good...)
"I can't find it right now I know I did it!" (as the student thinks they are fooling me and then tries to scribble on a piece of paper the previous nights homework, in an attempt to give it in on time - which of course brings up one of my favorite dilemmas of each day - Do I embarass the student in front of the class or in private?
And people wonder why teachers seem grouchy all the time....Well anyway, excuses are no good. They don't work. They are ridiculous. They are a shameful attempt at squirming out of self responsibility.
WHATEVER- I didnt lose weight, and its not my fault!!!!!!!!!!! Anybody else think weighing in on monday is a bad idea? How about that 2 weeks out of these past three we have had a binge-inducing football game the day before???? And the middle weekend was my birthday! You can't have a birthday without birthday cake (or 3 in my case - thanks to my students for the cake pictured above!) That is some serious temptation!!! Thats not just facing the fires of hell thats having satan clubbing you over the head and dragging you there!

If you want to picture your beloved author spewing this, just picture a 5 year old little boy who hasn't taken a nap and is kicking and screaming in the toy aisle after finding out it's time to go home and he can only pick 1 small toy. Then multiply that by 10 and make the boy 6 times older.
I am officially admitting I am addicted to food. I love food. And not healthy food either. The other day I went home and actually told myself I needed anything with melted cheese on it. I proceeded to make Ritz cracker "nachos" with some leftover shredded chedder. Really its pretty crazy. I wish they could insert a camera into my brain and do a reality TV show called "The psycho-food man: you never know when or where he will end up eating!!!" The other day I was at a wrestling match and I was repeating to myself in my head, like a meditative mantra, "I will just get a piece of fruit to tide me over. I will only get fruit. Food is a temporary source of pleasure." I think I stopped saying it after my second trip to the snack bar for a slice of pizza and a twix bar. Sure it was temporary but damn it tasted good!Ahh, such is life. The most beautiful part about it is that the sun rises the next day with a world waiting with new opportunities. I'm back today and I'm working on staying healthy.
Theres no more football. No more birthdays. Phil saw his shadow the other day so we have more winter to look forward to - that means that soon after this contest is over Spring will be here - lets all make some progress by then. NO EXCUSES!!
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