Friday, September 2, 2011
The reason being, I am at fault and to blame for my current weight. Not Dave Thomas not Aunt Jemima and Uncle Ben, most certainly not those malasadas from the Feast. I alone chose to friend them to "break bread" with them. In this day of Facebook. It's only fitting they consider themselves unfriended.
240 pounds... That is what I weigh!.. I'm posting it for all to see.. What the hell you see most of it when you see me anyways. It is not my heaviest weight which I hold that number in my head as my mantra to never again approach. This week We began the biggest change. and I hope to keep the ball rolling with the school year approaching next week.
Sept 2, 2012: I will revisit this post. I will weigh within 200 to 210lbs! I will be actively exercising everyday.. I will post before and after pictures then.. Failure is not an option!
Saturday, July 2, 2011
- College party is not time well spent
- Stay away from Dining Commons! No seriously Run away!
- Credit cards don't pay themselves!
- Marrying your HS sweetheart is not a guaranteed thing
I think the one thing I wish I could throttle my old self and say what the hell are you doing to yourself is my weight. Before college I never struggled with weight. I was a consistent 189 pounds mostly due to wrestling. The aforementioned Dining Commons with its food reminiscence of an all you can eat buffet at KFC did away with this. I'm working hard at trying to get at least to the 200 mark. Not just for my looks so Diana could be proud"er" but because I want to be around another 66 years! when my son is 67 and I can make him take me to bingo!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
4:06am that's what time I woke up, the downside to being 2600 miles west and a 3 hour time zone difference, but you know what? Wouldn't trade for anything. It's 5:23am and I'm standing outside at sunrise in shorts and a tank, barefoot! In a short time the hustle and bustle will begin. At the moment its just me my Droid, a cup of folgers (prefer New England Coffee Roasters meh) and the soon to grace my day sunrise. Why did we leave here? Why did we uproot and move? Because we had to to survive financially.Someday opportunity will present itself when God decides its time. We're listening intently. My friends I don't want you to misunderstand. When your in the right environment, your soul is happy. I love Mass, I am a New Englander by birth but my soul has been found in the desert. In a few short moments another one of God's glorious sunrise will cast its warm rays... and I will have my eyes will open wide taking it all in. A new day will begin for each of us. Mine will be a little "warmer" and brighter.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
I promise this will be updated with photos as right now its just an empty shell of an apartment.
The apartment itself is a little dated (1960's) but considering what we saw in comparasion it may as well have been built yesterday! The city of New Bedford as much as I love, has far too many apartments in dire need of repairs. The one's we liked had lead paint. the ones we hated, looked like meth labs. Those saddened me because there is such potential throughout the city.
Our little place is in a multiunit building just about 60 feet away from the firestation. Brand new stove and fridge and decent air conditioner awaits us. small parcel of grass for our boy to frolic and close close to shopping.
Eh this is gonna be good ! :)
Saturday, March 19, 2011
How is a Parent supposed to raise their child in a positive manner when the thoughts of all these hangs on your head? My brother along time ago before he had a child of his own.. had a conversation with me in the manner that follows:
“And he who gives a child a treat Makes joy-bells ring in Heaven's street, And he who gives a child a home Builds palaces in Kingdom come, And she who gives a baby birth Brings Saviour Christ again to Earth.” John Masefield
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
The snag.. I'm officially a vendor of the city and not a defacto employee of the school. However I have stated many times over that I am doing the exact same job as a paraprofessional as they call it but without the benefits or union membership that normally is entailed. Believe me this is not by choice!
So with my big boy pants I will do my best to impress.. to practice I'm gonna answer some standard questions below..
1) what is your greatest strength:
Patience, is my greatest strength. From my years of working with all different people of different abilities both young and old I've learned we proceed at our own pace. That all things happen over time and usually most successfully when prodded along in a positive manner.
2) Your greatest weakness:
This is a skill I'm working hard on, Organization which to me includes time management will sometimes get the best of me. Not to say I misplace things but rather I would have a pile of papers on the desk that may detract me from teaching because I'm looking for a particular paper. In my work as a paraprofessional I've attempted to circumvent this problem using an organizer.
3) How do you handle classroom discipline?:
This is always a hot topic. I have worked for years with students with emotional and behavioural issues I find words "lease restrictive technique" often rings true in my head. If a student constantly speaks out (of turn or without asking) I would bring myself to them and acknowledge that they have something to say but remind them the appropriate way to have thier view heard (i.e raise hands). If a more serious offense occurs such as pushing or cheating I would ask to speak privately with the student. I address the student age appropriate if they are say middle school I would address them as young adults. If they are in elementry I would remind myself to try to get to their eye level. I beleive that communiciation is more effective when you connect this way. Good communication with students leads to more effective and thus lesser need for disciplinarly actions.
4) What color is your parachute?:
What the Hell? what kind of new age dumb-ass prove-nothing question is that?
and its Blue!
have a good one,