Monday, August 16, 2010

What a Hassel!

The roast of David Hasselhoff was last night. I almost missed the whole thing, but I'm so glad I didn't miss the last half. As big a joke that Hasselhoff as seemingly become, I have to give him credit for hours of entertainment throughout my years.

Who can forget him as Michael Knight in Nightrider? I can't. Who can ignore what he did for the image of lifeguards and breast implants? Not me! And this final hour...oh, rarely gets better than that. What an awesome career. I'm not even being facetious. I mean, the man is still kickin' on "America's Got Talent." It never ceases to amaze me.

Speaking of hassles, school resumes tomorrow. At least for the teachers. Part of me is ready; the rest of me is trying to suppress a low whine of protest. When I stopped by school today, it was great to see people from my department. It was really great to see a few of my kiddos wandering the halls, even though I think they are crazy for willingly returning to school a week ahead of schedule. They seem to be on top of things.

I, however, am not on top of things. I have not accomplished many little home projects that I had promised myself (and Joe) that I would tackle. I have not yet crawled into the frightening caverns we like to call closets to organize them. That was supposed to be one of the first things I did. I have not worked out consistently. I have not read everything I was planning on reading. Apparently, this summer, I was all talk and no action.

Or was I?

Instead, I honeymooned in the Bahamas (admittedly, a high point). I spied on our ridiculous, toilet-toting neighbors. I watched the Food Network all day long, and watched my butt grow larger as a result. I joined Weight Watchers to fight the battle of the bulge (I'm still waiting to tell you about my success or lack thereof after next Saturday).

I went to classes to improve myself as an educator. I started to love writing again. I started a blog.

So, looking back on it, while this was not the most physical of summers, mentally it was a summer of first starts and fresh starts. Not too shabby, huh?

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