Friday, August 27, 2010

Come Fly With Me........

When I went to Orlando, I got a brilliant idea. I thought I would take a small video of our flight. I didn’t want a video of the clouds although that would be kind of cool. Clouds are unpredictable however and I wasn’t sure I would be able to get a good video. I took this video as we were towards the end of our flight in to Orlando. The reason I took this video is because my friend Brandy does not like to fly. I thought it would be cool if she could fly with me in the safety of her own home. She has never flown before and I wanted her to see the beauty that I saw from the air. So, Brandy, friends Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away. If you can use some exotic booze, there's a bar in far Bombay. Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away.

Noah the Sports Star?

Noah is at the age where he is starting to be interested in sports and activities. When I ask him what sports he wants to play he responds tennis and soccer. I am not sure why he wants to play tennis. The only person I know who used to play tennis is my sister. I am not convinced he knows really what tennis is. I think tennis is very boring and I am sure he would as well. I see him doing something active like football, soccer or even martial arts training. Noah’s pediatrician has said since he was a little baby that he is built like a linebacker. He has always been solid and bigger than average. I bet he would have fun playing soccer or football. Then you have all the health and exercise benefits that go along with it.

I think that martial arts training would be great to teach discipline and self esteem for kids. I think that it really cool to watch and it makes children feel better about themselves. It is also a great way to keep the kids off the streets. I think if more kids did things like martial arts and sports then there would be less time to cause trouble. You can even buy a martial arts DVD to learn some of the moves at home. Some families don’t have the time or gas to go back and forth to classes. I am not one of those parents that will force their dreams or things on their child. Noah can make the choices of the activities he wants to do. Mama has the final say though of course. I have seen some children that were almost forced to do a sport or activity and they ended up hating what they were pushed to do. I want to make Noah’s childhood as much fun as I can.

What kinds of activities do your children do? I am always interested in what you have to say.

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Thursday, August 26, 2010

Thar She Blows.....Chunks.......

Everyone has an embarrassing story. Embarrassing things happen to everyone. I thought I would tell you about my most embarrassing story that ever happened to me. In high school, in English class we went on a field trip to see The Miracle Worker. I went to a huge high school so there were a lot of people that went on the field trip with my class. I am pretty sure it was half of the English classes. I was fine when the play started; I am semi claustrophobic when I am around a bunch of people in a small space. Around intermission, I started feeling sick. I thought maybe it was because I was hungry so I bought a drink and a candy bar and ate it while we were waiting for the play to start again. All the sudden my head and stomach really started to hurt. I told my teacher and he told me to go talk to the nurse that came on the field trip with us. They brought a nurse in occasions like this one.

She knew me quite well out of the 4,000 or so students at my high school. I did have a habit of “being sick” during school. I liked school just not the classes. She didn’t believe me; she refused to call my mom. Seriously, if I was going to pretend to be sick I wouldn’t do it on a field trip. After all I was already out of classes for most the day. I kept telling her, I don’t feel good. I am sick. She had me lay down on a bench. I managed to make it through the play without getting sick. We had to ride the bus for 45 minutes to get back to school. As soon as the bus started moving for a while, I started vomiting. I vomited and vomited and then vomited some more all over the bus. I vomited on the nurse and another teacher. I vomited on people’s book bags that were on the ground. The bus stopped at the gas station so I could get a Kiwi Strawberry Snapple to drink to try and settle my stomach. I was also able to clean up a little bit. I am sure the bus garage hated me that day.

When we got back to the school, I went to the nurse and she called my mom. Everyone in my grade knew about the bus disaster by the end of the day. I was so embarrassed. People would ask me about it. I had it come up a couple times even after high school. I think it is funny now. You bet when the nurse saw me in her office and I said I don’t feel good she believed me.

What is your embarrassing story? Please share it with me.