A few notables in the news this weekend.
Crocodile Hunter Steve Irwin, Simon's greatest hero when he was littler, and the only thing (imagine!) that could soothe the savage beast when Daniel was an infant, was killed by a 7 foot Bull Ray. He was 44. Crikey.
The Dog Team Tavern, a landmark abut 10 minutes from here burned to the ground Friday with 42 year old owner Chris Hesselink probably inside. I didn't know him, but I do know people who did. I recognized him from his picture in the paper.
A weeklong think tank in Sydney Australia has declared that an obesity pandemic is immenent. If we aren't getting taken out by giant fish or exploding gas lines, we're doing it to ourselves with bacon cheeseburgers and chocolate cream pie.
I want to get old. REALLY old. Like "OMG, did you see that ancient woman out in the parking lot yelling at the idiots who don't put their carts back?" old. 104 would be good. There are things in my life over which I have little or no control. There are a LOT of things in my life over which I could have control, but choose not to. Those things, I fear, are the things that are going to keep me from raising a large double-double at Timmy's to celebrate Canada's bicentennial in 2067.
Confession: I don't always wear my seatbelt. I don't like vegetables. I eat white sugar, white flour, white rice, white chocolate. I don't like to exercise, and I spend too much time on my ass, not enough time on my back (go ahead and read whatever you want into that, it's all true.)
I can't change all of that. Well, I can, actually. I can change every single one of those things. What I have to work on is my choice to do nothing. Making a list seems to have helped me reign in the UFO herd, and lord knows it works to make sure I get the laundry done and the floors washed regularly. Maybe I need to break out the DayRunnner and make some plans. Tori and I were at the mall yesterday (ugh) and watching people out the window at Applebees while we waited for our lunch. You know what? There are a LOT of fat women at the mall. I don't want to be one of them anymore. I wanna be the ancient hellion in the parking lot.
2 comments:
I thought it was just Texas that had all those fat women but apparently they have shown up in Vermont too. I am going out less and less because it is just too much for me--especially the young girls who think a fat tire around their middles is sexy. I'm just too old school for that. Cover it up and get some exercise--more than with your mouth on the cellphone.
I think the comment is right--we are doing it to ourselves. Lordy! Lordy! Are you still dieting? You were making such wonderful progress.
I wanna grow old TOOOOO! I want to celebrate a 50th wedding anniversary! My 2nd is just next month, and I'm not just an optimist, I consider myself a "realist".
You can eat all that white stuff, as long as it all balances out calorically/chemically, etc.
Kickin' and Screamin' all the way!
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