Check me out! C and I went to the market on Thursday, and lookie what I bought!
AND, I actually cooked and ate some!
Thank you, thank you. You are too kind, but really, there is no need for applause.
:)__ :) __ :)
Saturday, March 21, 2009
The Fifteenth: BOOYAH!
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Check me out! C and I went to the market on Thursday, and lookie what I bought!
AND, I actually cooked and ate some!
Thank you, thank you. You are too kind, but really, there is no need for applause.
:)__ :) __ :)
Check me out! C and I went to the market on Thursday, and lookie what I bought!
AND, I actually cooked and ate some!
Thank you, thank you. You are too kind, but really, there is no need for applause.
:)__ :) __ :)
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The Fourteenth: Fitness Update
I just woke up. I feel as if someone beat me up and poured me into my bed. My legs are tired, yo.
I wish the magical breakfast fairy would transport something directly into my stomach so it would stop complaining about my (extremely necessary) staying in bed.
I'm on schedule with my running if I go again tonight, and I'm doing fine food-wise, except ...still no veggies (and there was this one bag of chips...). I appear to be exceptionally bad at buying veggies in China.
Although, I guess if that is my biggest failing in the long run, that's not too bad at all.
P.S.
HA!
Look! There really is a magical breakfast fairy!
Look! There really is a magical break
fast fairy!
link
link
I'd like a bagel, please. With PLENTY of cream cheese and maybe some of that bacon. And a glass of real honest-to-goodness nonfat American milk.
Sigh.
I wish the magical breakfast fairy would transport something directly into my stomach so it would stop complaining about my (extremely necessary) staying in bed.
I'm on schedule with my running if I go again tonight, and I'm doing fine food-wise, except ...still no veggies (and there was this one bag of chips...). I appear to be exceptionally bad at buying veggies in China.
Although, I guess if that is my biggest failing in the long run, that's not too bad at all.
P.S.
HA!
Look! There really is a magical breakfast fairy!
Look! There really is a magical break
fast fairy! link
link
I'd like a bagel, please. With PLENTY of cream cheese and maybe some of that bacon. And a glass of real honest-to-goodness nonfat American milk.
Sigh.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
The Twelfth: "So you're coming home soon, right?"
A has this resigned little way of saying that, and it just breaks my heart. My being here has been very hard on him. It's difficult for me, and I miss him too, but it's definitely harder on him.
I asked him if he'd prefer that I came home for July/August and traveled September/November instead of coming home for August and traveling in July and September.
A: Hi baby. About your idea: of course it would be wonderful if you were home in just over 3 months. Of course it’d be great if you were here in July and August. But the idea of watching you leave again for another 2 months is so freaking depressing that don’t know what’s better. So you decide.
Today I asked him to tell me two nice things. This a habit I've developed because it's a way to insist that he tells me about the parts of his daily life that meant something to him but that he resists mentioning because he thinks they are too boring (and because it helps keep our conversations more positive and fun).
A: 1) i love you 2) i love you A LOT
me: Two nice things that have nothing to do with me. :)
A: all positive events in my life are related to you
A is a very direct, baldly honest person. He is extremely matter-of-fact about everything. So these incredibly sweet things he says? They're not meant to be flattering. They're not delivered with cheeky winks. He has looked at the situation, weighed all the facts, and reasoned that, in fact, (with the exception of getting progress reports on the readying of his new car) all the positive events in his life really are related to me. I'm sure, had he spoken thees words, they would have been delivered with the same feeling that you or I would use to say, "There are pencils on the desk."
Which makes the sentiment all the more powerful. He really, really means it. I am so lucky to have such a sweet boy to whom I matter SO much.
And I am the worst girlfriend in the world to put him through this.
I asked him if he'd prefer that I came home for July/August and traveled September/November instead of coming home for August and traveling in July and September.
A: Hi baby. About your idea: of course it would be wonderful if you were home in just over 3 months. Of course it’d be great if you were here in July and August. But the idea of watching you leave again for another 2 months is so freaking depressing that don’t know what’s better. So you decide.
Today I asked him to tell me two nice things. This a habit I've developed because it's a way to insist that he tells me about the parts of his daily life that meant something to him but that he resists mentioning because he thinks they are too boring (and because it helps keep our conversations more positive and fun).
A: 1) i love you 2) i love you A LOT
me: Two nice things that have nothing to do with me. :)
A: all positive events in my life are related to you
A is a very direct, baldly honest person. He is extremely matter-of-fact about everything. So these incredibly sweet things he says? They're not meant to be flattering. They're not delivered with cheeky winks. He has looked at the situation, weighed all the facts, and reasoned that, in fact, (with the exception of getting progress reports on the readying of his new car) all the positive events in his life really are related to me. I'm sure, had he spoken thees words, they would have been delivered with the same feeling that you or I would use to say, "There are pencils on the desk."
Which makes the sentiment all the more powerful. He really, really means it. I am so lucky to have such a sweet boy to whom I matter SO much.
And I am the worst girlfriend in the world to put him through this.
The Eleventh
One of the teachers in my office talks loudly to herself all the time. When I mentioned this to a few friends, ALL of them told me that they also talked to themselves and didn't see that what she was doing was at all notable.
A few of the other teachers in my office talk to themselves occasionally too. The language barrier does prevent me from knowing the content of these little chats, but they seem to usually be one of those quick mumbles all, "okaaaay, so I need this one, and that--and where is...okay, here, good". By tone, demeanor, and rhythm, I can tell when the other teachers are doing that.
But this one teacher. She is delivering full-blown emotional and LOUD monologues about goodness knows what. Words are absolutely pouring forth from her with no reservation whatsoever. Even if I were inclined to do that, I don't think I even have enough thoughts in my head to produce such a steady stream of dialogue.
And she does this almost every single time I'm in the office with no mention or indication or apologetic eye roll or sheepish grin or ANY expression at all that she's aware of what she's doing or that perhaps it's unusual.
But it is pretty weird...right?
A few of the other teachers in my office talk to themselves occasionally too. The language barrier does prevent me from knowing the content of these little chats, but they seem to usually be one of those quick mumbles all, "okaaaay, so I need this one, and that--and where is...okay, here, good". By tone, demeanor, and rhythm, I can tell when the other teachers are doing that.
But this one teacher. She is delivering full-blown emotional and LOUD monologues about goodness knows what. Words are absolutely pouring forth from her with no reservation whatsoever. Even if I were inclined to do that, I don't think I even have enough thoughts in my head to produce such a steady stream of dialogue.
And she does this almost every single time I'm in the office with no mention or indication or apologetic eye roll or sheepish grin or ANY expression at all that she's aware of what she's doing or that perhaps it's unusual.
But it is pretty weird...right?
Monday, March 16, 2009
The Tenth: Fitness Update
I don't look like this quite yet.HOWEVER, I did run for the first time yesterday since I got sick. I decided to redo the last week of my training, which I'm trying not to be too sad about (I had perfect compliance with my training schedule before I got sick) . Fortunately, practicality has its own rewards: the running yesterday was not too strenuous and therefore felt pretty good, so now I am not tempted to let last week's hiatus derail me completely. It was a beautiful day, too, and nice to be out in the sun. It looks as if I will be able to switch to shorts soon and leave off wearing my deeply silly spandex pants (they have bell-bottoms), and we're all very grateful for that.
The new food regimen is going okay. It's only two days old, but so far I've been conscientious about eating breakfast, lunch, and snacks as I should. Oddly, though I'm eating those things more frequently and eating better gonna-stick-to-my-ribs stuff at those times, I've been pretty hungry. Maybe my body's just adjusting? It's been a long time since I ate moderate amounts regularly instead of large amounts infrequently, so I suspect I still can't distinguish the finer points of hunger and satiation.
I still haven't bought any veggies (sleeping got in the way on Sunday morning and napping got in the way this afternoon). It didn't matter yesterday because I had a scrumptious (as E would say) dinner with the Spaniard&friends last night, but tonight I missed the veggies when I had only my hard-boiled egg to keep me company.
Done:
Bought/hard-boiled eggs
Bought bananas
Bought bread for the week (I hope it doesn't mold)
Asked Mom to mail more Grape-Nuts
Mixed up more milk
Chopped up more pineapple for easy noshing
Still To Do:
Buy veggies
Order granola so Mom can mail with Grape-Nuts
Run tomorrow
Ask Song to have two more yogurts delivered
Plan:
Order the granola tonight
Get up at 7am tomorrow to run and eat breakfast before 1st period
After 1st period, print/make copies for Special Class and buy veggies
Wait to ask about yogurt till later this week when go to make keys with Song (she's very busy now)
The new food regimen is going okay. It's only two days old, but so far I've been conscientious about eating breakfast, lunch, and snacks as I should. Oddly, though I'm eating those things more frequently and eating better gonna-stick-to-my-ribs stuff at those times, I've been pretty hungry. Maybe my body's just adjusting? It's been a long time since I ate moderate amounts regularly instead of large amounts infrequently, so I suspect I still can't distinguish the finer points of hunger and satiation.
I still haven't bought any veggies (sleeping got in the way on Sunday morning and napping got in the way this afternoon). It didn't matter yesterday because I had a scrumptious (as E would say) dinner with the Spaniard&friends last night, but tonight I missed the veggies when I had only my hard-boiled egg to keep me company.
Done:
Bought/hard-boiled eggs
Bought bananas
Bought bread for the week (I hope it doesn't mold)
Asked Mom to mail more Grape-Nuts
Mixed up more milk
Chopped up more pineapple for easy noshing
Still To Do:
Buy veggies
Order granola so Mom can mail with Grape-Nuts
Run tomorrow
Ask Song to have two more yogurts delivered
Plan:
Order the granola tonight
Get up at 7am tomorrow to run and eat breakfast before 1st period
After 1st period, print/make copies for Special Class and buy veggies
Wait to ask about yogurt till later this week when go to make keys with Song (she's very busy now)
The Ninth: "Now where did they run off to...?"
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I teach sixteen-year-olds. Today one (or maybe two?) of my students was throwing diapers in class.
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