Juggling Chaos

Friday, July 25, 2008

Week 3

I just finished week 3 of the hundred push up challenge. I think my arms might fall off.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Hundred Push Ups

My sons and I have been doing the hundred push ups challenge. I started out with a pitiful 4 push ups two weeks ago and am up to 20 now. And the difference in my arms is already apparent.

Nice!

But dang, my arms hurt...

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Daddy's Girl

Yesterday, taking a walk, I came around a corner and saw a big, burly, muscle-bound guy with a shaved head coming toward me.

Then, as I got closer, I saw that a little girl—probably no more than 3 or 4, with long curly, blond hair--had him by the hand and was leading him down the driveway. She was prattling on about the need to find caterpillars. He was carefully responding to her comments—really listening to what she had to say.

They were both equipped with small paper bags, to put their squirmy catch in, I imagine. He looked up at me and smiled. It was the smile of a man totally, completely captivated by his daughter.

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Talking in the Morning

My husband likes to talk in the morning...and talk and talk and talk. No idea is too small to verbalize, no thought goes unexpressed.

It is a bad, bad thing.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Warped Reality

My youngest son plays lacrosse--a rough sport, but he loves it and his coach is big on good sportsmanship. Yesterday, they played a team that is notorious for playing a questionable game.

In fact, last year, his team played them late in the season and coaches from other towns in the state had called the coach, telling him what to expect.

This year, I was watching the game and my son happened to be playing right in front of where I was sitting. Horrified, I watched a kid from the other team punch him in the back of the head well after a play was over. He actually wound up and punched him in the back of the head, just below where the helmet stopped. I was aghast.

So, after the game, as we were walking to the parking lot, I was venting to my husband about the incident (but fortunately just sticking to the facts--no opinions about the kid's character or his coach or parents--although I did think those!)

Much to my chagrin, the kid's mother was walking behind us and overheard me. She was pissed...at me, not her son. And as she walked away? She was smiling.

Nice.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Just Wondering

As I got dressed this morning, I started wondering. If I put my control-top pantyhose on backwards and inside out, does that make my backside look bigger?

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Lies

Twice in the past week--twice--people have said to me that they wished someone had not told them the truth, that they had lied instead. Not about big things or personal things, just things to make them feel better.

What is up with that?