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Open House Blues…Harmonica September 30, 2013

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Tomorrow, the folks at my  workplace will be burning down  opening the house.  This means a twelve hour workday. I still don’t know what I’m going to wear.  I know that there will be a good turnout, because the rumor has been spread about the free hot dogs. I will see members of extended families for the first and only time this school year (barring a free spaghetti dinner).  I won’t be eating the hot dogs, but if you saw what I had the energy to feed my family tonight, you would stop picturing that lovely Caprese platter . That happened during my turn as a balanced human during the summertime.

Here’s how it works on the last day of September: Peachy nearly nods off in the car on the way home, then decides that working out would be a spectacular idea!  I did it, but there were many points during that annoying DVD when I was moments away from either kicking in the non-flat screen or shifting to a lying down meditation.

Once I completed that little foray into masochism, the thought of cooking anything brought me to the verge of tears.  The notion of even opening a CAN was almost more than I could stand.  And I spent $100 at the grocery store yesterday.  A lot of yogurt, fresh meat, and paper products, apparently, because there was NOTHING in the house that would prepare itself.  Never mind that I cooked a full-on turkey dinner and apple crisp yesterday.  I shudder to think of the shape I shall be in by tomorrow evening.  Something must be done to liven things up.

In the interest of this pursuit of vivification, my colleagues and I have decided that we prefer to share our curriculum presentation in mime, with harmonica accompaniment.  I am surrounded, via a strange convergence of musical passions, by a number of virtuoso harmonicasters.

We haven’t run this by the administration yet, but, really, who could have a problem with that? What do you want, a Powerpoint?

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Peachy and the Purple Pedicure July 27, 2013

Meet Peachy’s Purple Pedicure.

This is about as close to a “selfie” as you are ever going to see here.  Besides, I read a snotty piece of advice on some snotty piece of social media that no one wants to see your location by seeing your toes in the foreground.  Rebel that I am, I take that as a challenge.  I may even take a beach one, just to be beachy about it. It is ever-so-slightly artistic, seeing as how the pedicure is such an ephemeral event.

 

Here, Peachy’s Purple Pedicure plans dinner.  Don’t worry, no food was foot-touched.

Finally, Purple Pedicure pumps iron.

It’s no garden gnome, but it’s not a fish face in the bathroom mirror, either.

 

Drinkin’ some magic tea. June 26, 2012

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I like Dr. Oz as much as the next gal—if by “as much” you mean the 27% likeability that I afford any multimillionaire health guru who scampers around in scrubs as much as he does.  I fully believe that, if I followed every piece of advice and took the entire arsenal of supplements and remedies and superfoods he recommends, I would probably drop the ten I would like to drop.  On the other hand, I might gain the ten I don’t wish to gain, due to the sheer volume of ingestion I would need to do.

Confusing, no?

Never lose sight of the fact that it is Oz we’re talking about here. Don’t ever think that you will escape the fact that, up until very recently, the only mode of transportation that could take you there was a bona fide twister!  He wants you to think that it’s a coincidence; they are completely unrelated, but come on.  We’re not that naive, are we? Do you remember much obesity in the land of Oz? Neither do I—except in its citizens affectionately known as “Munchkins,” who have now become synonymous with the decidedly non-super food, the donut hole.   Curious. . . I’ve watched enough TLC to know that Little People live in a big world.  How is it that Dr. Oz has turned his back on his people this way, and hasn’t launched a full-out assault on Dunkin’ Donuts over their insensitivity to this apparent medical issue?  I don’t know the answer, and, ultimately, don’t care.

Because of the four mega-metabo-teas, and the fresh citrus cleanse water I drank three cups of earlier, my writing groove is wrecked, done, kaput.  I will get up to go to the bathroom, my kid will commandeer the computer and descend into his part time occupation as digging person in the game Minecraft.  I will, in all likelihood, go and find a snack.

Curse you, Dr. Oz!

Image: thehealthyhavenblog.com

 

Summer Goals June 13, 2012

Filed under: fitness,humor,inspiration,motivation — peachyteachy @ 6:28 pm
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I don’t want to mislead anyone here.  This is not a post written as motivational, highly effective, goal-setting efficiency making inspiration. My goals for the summer will most likely resemble the goals that those kinds of guys set for, oh, the next 3 days.

I am afraid that I have misled (pronounced “my-zld” by any self-respecting third grader) some folks who ended up reading my blog under false pretenses.  For example, my post entitled “The Perfect My Little Pony Party” was never intended to be repinned on anyone’s “Party Ideas” board on Pinterest.  But people keep doing this.  Sorry, pinners! Read before you pin!

Also, I am afraid that some earnest report card writers have stumbled into my unknowing report card comment tutorials accidentally as well.  “Report Card Comments Redux”will not provide a new teacher with a hell of a lot of insight, although, in reality, I am an acknowledged wordsmith as a report card comment writer. But that’s no fun, is it?

So let’s talk about Summer Goals!

GOAL #1:Beat back the hands of time, work out, fit into pants.  Time was, I could “be good” with my food intake for a week, and all would be well, pants would get looser, and I could feel adequate.  Last summer, I rode my spin bike, walked, lifted, ate few calories as dictated by some online fitness minion, and lost exactly one pound.  At Christmas time, I made my customary variety of cookies, candy, and high cal goodness, and weighed exactly the same amount.  Hmmmm. The scale is a cruel mistress.

GOAL #2: Teach my kid to swim.  There must be a way.  He was traumatized by swim lessons a couple of years ago and he still won’t go underwater.  Suggestions welcomed.

That is really all I can muster right now.  See what I mean?  Oh, those two, and to construct an assortment of twig-based fairy furniture.  Maybe I will freeze some dog treats in a big chunk of ice for the pooch. In your face, Pinterest!

 

 
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