This is the first day of Spring term for me. After this term, I will have yet another math class under my belt, not to mention the third Criminal Justice class, my first health class, and the coolest English class I could imagine; The Poetry of Bob Dylan. This should be an interesting term.
The other change I am making this Spring is the weight loss change. I saw myself on the news the other night, after the dog wash, and had an "ah-ha" moment. well actually it was more like an, "OMG am I really that fat?" moment. So, I decided to actually use my gym membership for something other than the spa and snack bar.
Sunday was my first official day of the "OMG I Don't Want to Be Fat Diet". I found a great menu plan on line and a for beginners workout routine. I am the kind of girl that needs a list of stuff to eat and stuff to do, so I can check it off my list. It's the only way I will ever accomplish anything.
Today I went again to the gym and exercised. I know! Gasp, can it be true? Two days in a row! And I also am sticking with my diet. Although last night I had a glass of wine, so I forced myself to do some leg lifts right before snooze time to make up for it. Anyhoo, I'm off to class.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
2nd Annual Multiple Sclerosis Benefit Dog Wash
Join us with a special appearance
by the Emerald City Roller Girls on
Saturday, March 27
9 AM - 3PM
All ages welcome!
4711 West 11th (The Keg Tavern outside deck)
Eugene, Oregon
$5 donation per dog (suggested)
**AND DON'T FORGET THE
Walk MS Eugene
Saturday, April 10, 10:00 am
Alton Baker City Park
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Finals
' Twas the night before finals,
And all through the college,
The students were praying
For last minute knowledge.
Most were quite sleepy,
But none touched their beds,
While visions of essays
Danced in their heads.
Out in the taverns,
A few were still drinking,
And hoping that liquor
Would rev up their thinking.
In my own home
I had been pacing,
And dreading exams
I soon would be facing.
My husband was quiet,
just sat playing W.O.W.
And all through the college,
The students were praying
For last minute knowledge.
Most were quite sleepy,
But none touched their beds,
While visions of essays
Danced in their heads.
Out in the taverns,
A few were still drinking,
And hoping that liquor
Would rev up their thinking.
In my own home
I had been pacing,
And dreading exams
I soon would be facing.
My husband was quiet,
just sat playing W.O.W.
I wished I could just
be done with finals now.
I drained all the coffee,
And brewed a new pot,
No longer caring that
my nerves were shot.
I stared at my notes,
But my thoughts were muddy,
My eyes went ablur,
I just couldn't study.
"Some pizza might help,"
I said with a shiver,
But each place I called
Refused to deliver.
I'd nearly concluded
That life was too cruel,
With futures depending
On grades had in school.
When all of a sudden,
our door opened wide,
And the Patron Saint Put-It-Off
Ambled inside.
His spirit was careless,
His manner was mellow,
And all of a sudden,
he started to bellow.
"On Cliff notes, on Crib Notes
On last year Exams.
On Wingit and Slingit
And Last Minute Crams."
His message delivered
he vanished from sight.
But we heard him laughing
Outside in the night.
Your teachers have pegged you
So just do your best.
Happy Finals to All
And to all a Good Test.
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