I am weak...and forgetful

It's been two days.  Two.  And I've already failed.

The background - Every month, I've been choosing a different focus.  Getting rid of junk, taking photos daily, writing cards to friends...This month, I am going meatless and sweet-less.  The meatless I can deal with.  The sweets?  That's another story.  Enter tonight.

A few friends that I work out with decided to have sushi tonight at a local sushi bar/lounge.  A place where you forget where you are.  As we were sitting there, getting ready to order, another couple joined us on the enclosed patio.

It didn't take long to realize that it was going to be an interesting evening.  Not only was there inappropriate make-out sessions, there were many words that flew out of his mouth towards his date that caused our jaws to drop.

Have you ever driven by an accident and couldn't help yourself and just stared.  Well, that's what we did.  Stared, listened, and laughed at the awkwardness and dramatics of the clearly drunken man.

It was so quiet on our end.  Four girls.  Sitting, straining, eavesdropping, laughter.

Every waiter and waitress in that restaurant came out to check on our table and refill our water.  We even got another cup of coffee.

When you pay at this restaurant, they always leave an Andes mint.  After our server left ours, we had another delivered to us.  The workers had to walk by the table just to see what was going on.  We all knew what was going on.

Before I knew it, the green wrapper was on the table and the only thing I knew was I had just eaten a piece of candy.  Oh!!!!!!!!!!!  My eyes went big and I threw the other piece and exclaimed, "What did I just do?"  The girls just laughed.  In the aftermath of hearing this man, we had stopped paying attention completely.  Ugh!

I still have 29 more days where I can be sweet free...

The Bag

It was a long day.  After finishing up a full day at school, I sorted and packed up the papers (okay, students sorted them for me) into my bag.  I sat down to talk with parents about their child's progress for parent teachers.  The bag sat on the counter.

I attended a viewing afterwards for a family from school who lost a dear one to a tragic accident this week.  The bag sat in the car.

I emptied and loaded the dishwasher.  The bag sat on the couch.

I typed my Slice.  The bag stayed on the couch.

Too bad papers.  You'll be graded tomorrow.  Or the next day.  Or maybe the following.  Right now the bag needs to stay where it is.

March goal

My next monthly goal (which I'm making right now) is meatless and sweetless (meaning mostly candy, cookies, baked goods).  I can still drink my coffee with Splenda and I am planning on eating eggs.

Excited to try some great recipes from Pinterest.

Woo hoo!  Eggplant meatballs are being made right now.

Friendly February

I made 24 out of 29 days.  Not bad.  I might be able to send off a few I still have made, but I loved letting others know that I care and they matter.  It was neat to encourage others, even if just for a month.

Blessed

This month, my goal is to give a card a day.  I fell short today.  However, I received one of the best gifts...a Valentine's Day card from a dear friend.  It brought laughter, tears, and a reminder that I am truly loved by family, friends, and my Father.

This year, I am actually wearing a color besides black on Valentine's Day.

By the way, I'll be giving two cards tomorrow!

Hypocrite

I am a hypocrite.  I'll announce it now.  I hate whistling.  Hate it.  Hurts my ears.  It's annoying.  It's one of the first things I ask my class every year to not do.  Sorry...my classroom, my ears, my rules (for the most part).  :)

Today, as I'm teaching the most amazing lesson (okay, that's a bit of a stretch), I heard my phone in the background.  I kept talking and had the kids talking too and hoped they wouldn't hear it.  No such luck.  As they began looking for the sound, a student called out, "Hey, who's whistling?"

Yep, my phone's ring tone is a catchy little ditty that involves a little bit of whistling.

I played along and said, "I don't hear it."

And the ringing stopped.  Yay!

Then, one of my students figured it out..."It was your phone!"

Yep.

"It was whistling."

Yep.

"You don't like whistling."

Yep.

Got me kids.  Got me.  Ironic, isn't it?  We had a good laugh together!

New Month

Junk January was great!  I know there's more I could get rid of, but I made $45 from what I donated to a local resell shop.

February is all about showing my friends what they mean to me!  Excited to share why I value their friendship with them!