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Confessions of a Bad Blogger

Wow!  I have been a bad blogger!  *Bad blogger*  I haven’t written a post since August of last year.    So much has changed since then.  After much prayer and deliberation, I decided to leave my job at Family First in Tampa to go back into the classroom.  I have been teaching German at Central High School in Brooksville, Florida as a long-term substitute since August 24th.  I applied to Asbury Seminary in the hopes of pursuing a Masters of Divinity, but have deferred that application while I wait to be hired full-time.

While I really miss working with all the great people at Family First, I have to say that I absolutely love being back in the classroom.  I love working so close to home…my commute went from over an hour to less than 15 minutes!  And most of all, I love that I’m able to spend so much more time with my niece and nephew.

I’ve continued to work on my weight-loss and I am currently at 306 pounds…about 75 pounds down from my highest weight.  I haven’t been as dedicated as I should or could have been, but I continue to make positive progress.  In fact, I have been in communication with the casting producers from The Biggest Loser and Extreme Makeover Weight Loss Edition regarding the next seasons of both shows.  I’m also joining a “competition” here locally in Hernando County with a couple of girlfriends.  On top of that, another girlfriend and I are walking together twice a week at one of our local walking parks.  I’m highly motivated and committed to making all the changes I need to in order to reach my ultimate goal of 120-135 pounds and being the most fit of my life.

So, I am sorry for being gone so long.  I won’t make any promises I can’t keep, but I will say that it won’t be so long between my next post.  Also, if you’ve been following my Weight Loss Wednesdays, I’ll be back in the swing next week.

I’m Such a Girl!

So I’m in Walgreen’s.  I’m there to get some medicine.  I know how the pharmacy is though,


Knowing this, I always get myself mentally prepared before I head back to the hinterland strategically placed in the farthest corner of the store, (so all the elderly, sick and otherwise ailing will have to walk ALLLLLLLL the way through the building, thus coming in contact with a copious amount of other patrons, who will inevitably be exposed to whatever virus, ailment, or infection causes them to need drugs, thereby ensuring that a new harvest of sickies will be in next week for more over-priced, under-effectual pharmaceuticals.  It’s just good business!) but I digress. . . 

I have a plan before I go in.  I hit the magazine counter first.  I pick up reading “literature” I would never purchase, like Star, or Us, or some other salacious rag.  I then meander down the drink aisle, because when I finally receive said medications, I will want to take one right away.  And since I’m right there, I might as well pick up something upon which to gnosh.  I pass by the cakes and donuts – I haven’t had lunch, and they look like insulin shock waiting to happen – and I’m not even diabetic.  Maybe some trail mix?  Nope.  Everything’s got cranberries in it now – and I’m strangely and hugely allergic.  How about an Oreo Cakester????  Uh-uh.  I read somewhere that those are basically crap in a bag (I’m paraphrasing, of course, Kearsie).  I finally decide upon something a little more substantial and better for me…Blue Diamond Bold Wasabi & Soy Sauce Almonds.

Intense Taste with a spicy, wasabi kick and a sweet/salty finish.  Addictive!
Intense Taste with a spicy, wasabi kick and a sweet/salty finish. Addictive!
I get myself all settled and cozy and prepared for the 30 minute wait for the pharm-tech told me about.  Good, I get to have 30 uninterupted minutes of reading about what Jennifer said about Angelina, and how Brad is really upset.  All while sitting in the nice massage chair.  Who needs a spa???  This is what I call a hot night in Brooksville.  Mind you, it’s only 3:00 in the afternoon.  I’ve only just cracked open my almonds – and I just found out “Who Wore it Better?” when they call my name.  Aww, shoot!  Oh, well.  I make my drug buy, then head out of the store when something catches my eye.
It’s the paperback version of a teeny-bopper, vampire romance novel.  At least, that’s what I surmise.  Again, from what I’ve read from other bloggers (Sounds Like Tomatoes – Kearsie, here’s another plug for you.) it is full of angst and smells-like-teen-spiritedness.  But Kearsie likes it, so maybe I’ll give it a go.  I make my selection, leaving only one copy behind (man- this book is REALLY popular!), and I head down the aisle on the way to the cash register.  Or so I think!
In another deviously planned plot, the evil geniuses who design the layout of stores and mega-marts have cunningly placed the romance novels and magazine racks conveniently located by the racks and racks of CHOCOLATE!  It is of the devil, I tell you!  As I dilly-dally, I find myself eyeing a bar of Ghirardelli’s Peppermint Bark chocolate.  It is sinfully tempting, calling to me from it’s characteristically red and white striped box.  I am further enticed with the warning that this delectation is a *gasp!* LIMITED EDITION.  What if they’re all gone the next time I come to the store?  What if I never get to sample the “rich chocolate layers sprinkled with festive peppermint?”  Well, that tears it!  I MUST have one.
Life choices made, I finally make it to the counter.  I have a couple other necessities that I place on the counter.  As the clerk tallies my quarry, the last two items to be totalled are the large bar of chocolate, and a smutty novel.  I actually laughed out loud.  The man looked at me, bewildered.  (I get that a lot – I’m not sure why.)  I tried to explain to him why that was so funny to me.  But he just gave me the polite “you’re taking up my time, and I want you to go” chuckle, and handed me my purchases.  In my mind, it was quintessential girlieness.  I guess the musical lyricist said it best, “I enjoy being a girl.”