Monday, September 27, 2010

A few days to myself...

Quote of the Day: If I agreed with you, we'd both be wrong. - ?

Whatever will I do...
Boyfriend is out of town on business for a couple of days.  This will be my first time alone in what will not be a big empty house.  In the woods. At night.  With a dog that barks at EVERYTHING that goes bump in the night outside.  So that won't be creepy at all. I'm sure.  I suddenly feel like there aren't enough locks...
I'm not sure what I will do with myself.  I still have to go run 5 miles today.  But then I go home and what? I suppose make myself dinner, but that won't take long cause I will probably just eat ramen and some vegetables since it's just me.  Maybe I'll take a bath, but that's practically like inviting the serial killer into my house to get me.  Okay, I'm probably being a bit overly dramatic.  I'll get to catch up on my shows and take a warm bath and get some chores done.  That will be good.  Sleep might be an issue, but I suppose that is why God invented alcohol...just kidding...sort of.

Gym Class...
I'm concerned about the changes in the way kids play.  I was talking with Boyfriend's kids, E, M, and G, this weekend about what they do in gym class and the games they play.  It would seem that almost all the violence has been taken out of the games.  Dodgeball is played with FOAM balls, instead of the giant rubber ones that made that loud THWAP when they hit you and stung like a mo' fo'.  What is up with that?  And if you get out, you have to do like push-ups or some such nonesense.  It's like the whole world has gone insane.  There is also no pegging in kickball, or wall ball.  When I played "wall ball" as a child, it consisted of throwing a tennis ball against a wall or garage door.  Everyone would try to catch it and if the ball touched you but you didn't grab it, you had to run to tag the wall.  If someone else got the ball and pegged you before you got the the wall, you had to stand at the wall and everyone got a turn pegging you. We called it "Butt's Up".  All I'm saying is that this game taught me to have cat like reflexes and speed because I never wanted to be the person standing there getting pegged.  I also learned to not cry over every little thing.  Cause getting pegged by all manner of balls (hehe, sounds dirty) as a child sort of toughens you up.
Now, there's no pegging, foam balls, most of the games aren't even played.  Teams are picked by adults so that no one is always picked last.  Everyone has to get a turn, blah blah blah.  Are you kidding me?  Has anyone encountered any situation in adulthood that provides any of those things???  NO.  Those things are important!  Some kids should get picked last, not get a turn, etc. because it makes them try harder at other stuff that they are actually good at.  I feel like all that's happening now is that instead of encouraging kids to focus on their strengths, every kid is encouraged to be mediocre at everything.  What is going on?  I don't know.  I'm not saying that kids shouldn't get a fair shot at all sorts of things, but this whole concept of everyone get a turn at everything always just isn't a realistic thing to be teaching them.  How will they survive as adults?  Kids are getting soft.  Cause not only does everyone get a turn, they only get that turn 2 or 3 days a week because they don't have gym every day.  So kids are getting soft both mentally and physically.  It's just nuts.

Jenn - My stomach hurts...

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