Thursday, March 26, 2009
Work out till you feel the burn!
That was my day 2 motto. I can blame 9 of the extra inches on my whittled waistline on the 9 pregnancies, maybe; but, at least 1 of the inches is due to my lack of consistent discipline. Thank you, Mr. T for the disciplines of a carefully whittled waistline. Volleyball practice and the drills that we did, sent me into life with the chisle to whittle down my waist. I put it down somewhere along the way.
My shoulder has deteriorated due to the "uptown shake" I think. I don't know how you young people are able to still use the neck after the season of that dance. I did it a total of 5 times in my life and I will have bursitis in my neck till the day I die as a result. The new dance down here is something I don't even try to do. It would do me good to try. They do the hokey pokey and touch the floor and jump to the side alot. It is cute to watch and would be a good chisle to use on some of the other stubbornly fat parts of my body. But not today. I did my work out and sweating to the oldies, makes me feel a little younger.
In Pride and Prejudice, Jane starts out looking at herself in the mirror and considering the image before her. Michael Jackson's, Man in the Mirror, was my mirror this morning. My waist is 10 inches off target. I'll not talk about the other portions of fat that I have added to. Don't stop, till you get enough. I have to go to work so. I will continue to work on my morning routine. How about you? Any exercise tips or new dances that you would share with me. Email me the video, please??
by the way... If you guys would put instructions on the facebook for me. I could jump on. It is like a rollercoaster!
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Title- The Studious One!
Of biscuits and syrup
Happy Saturday!
Widdle Emmie in outer space school
Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.
My little Emmie
ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!
My Father and I 1989
to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme
A VISIT TO PAPA
Are you going to Mary Immaculate?
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
Remember me to the one who lived there,
He once was a true love of mine,
Tell him to buy me an acre of land,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,
Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,
Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.
Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,
Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,
After your done 50 pushups
and jog down the West Side Highway,
Then he’ll be a true love of mine…
(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)
He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.
3 comments:
I know I have done really well this year . I go to the Gym 3-4 days a week I work with wgts and top it off on Thursdays with Yoga. i love what bob Green says get moving and change the food later. i hope that helps Accept me as a friend on Face book so we can talk better! love to you and hope all is well.
jo
You are such an example in this Jo, Love you. Keep me in tune and keep asking me if I'm exercising. I fall off the wagon too easily. Thanks!
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