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What? Wasn't it last Sunday that we celebrated Mother's Day? Well of course it was but how was I supposed to share pictures from Mother's Day before celebrating Mother's Day? It was impossible that is why we get to chat about Mother's Day and mothers a week late, so settle down, Skippy.
Why is it so hard to find real food in a box? I get some things are not made to stay fresh for long periods of time without some sort of preservatives. Meats will spoil. Vegetables will go bad. Fruits will rot. But what about baking products? Doesn't it seem like these types of boxed foods don't need to be filled with ingredients we don't recognize and can barely pronounce?
There are two things work reporting on this week. One is an amazing event. One is a terrible lapse in judgment. Let's start with the good stuff: Teachers.
How many of you have a favorite book? You all do, I'm sure. Fine, some of you don't have a favorite book because you could never narrow down the endless literature that has accumulated over the course of human history to one volume that you could single out as your favorite. I mean, how could you possibly choose between The Iliad, Catcher in the Rye, and Everybody Poops?
Take a moment to think of your favorite book. What do you think about? Do any of you think about the author and the process to write such an inspiring, exciting, educational, or thought-provoking piece of prose or poetry?
How do you recover from only one weigh-in over five weeks? You climb back on the horse and start again. Last week I ran a crazy hard 5K with some friends. I didn't think I would be as sore as I was but I ached after the race. What I was proud of the most was the type of aching. It wasn't exercise ache but injury ache.
When it comes to methods of cooking, baking has always scared the hell out of me. Throwing something in a frying pan or on a grill makes sense in my neanderthal brain. Meat + Fire = Good! Maybe toss some salt and pepper on that bad boy and then you're on your way. However, baking is too much like going to chemistry class to possibly be real. Only some sort of witch could mix together 17 different powdery substances with an egg and some water to create a delicious cake. I assume there had to be some blood of a newt or the hair off a dragon's ass in order to make baking a reality.
As a CPA in a local firm I spend way too many hours at the office between about February 15th and April 15th. Its busy season, even for those of us who don't spend all of our time preparing taxes. In my firm I'm the Director of Audit and Management Accounting. What does that mean in English? It means that I oversee engagements that aren't directly related to taxes. Then why do I have to work so many hours for busy season? Well, all of those accounting records for businesses have to get to a place where the tax department can prepare taxes and that is my job. The point is that I don't get to see the kid that much during those few months. That is why I created Daddy/Cece day.
For my birthday, Rizzo got me a great gift called The Writer's Toolbox. The toolbox includes lots of creative games and ideas to help writers develop different topics or ideas and to trigger the imagination to go in different places. I'm hoping to use the toolbox to write some different short stories to include as part of the blog and this is my first go at using the toolbox.
This week I want to share a few things with you that happened that don't really have anything to do with weight loss outside of the fact that at the end I'll provide the weekly weight update to keep me in check and the Bring It On! challenge.
