Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Testing for Master
(just found this in my drafts... originally written in May, 2011)
I miss it. I really miss training in Tang Soo Do. Yes, I have a tiny kids class that meets weekly, but, that is not really training. That is parenting. Anyway, I just have one more class of those Tiny Terrors --oops, I mean Tiny Tigers. I need an adult class. I miss lining up by rank. I miss being yelled at to lower my stance. I miss having my finger position corrected. I miss it. I miss being called "Ma'am" and "Ms Flaum." I miss the teamwork working for a common goal with a group. A few weeks ago, the Masters Clinic was held in Alabama. I was just looking at the photos of the Master Candidate Class and I realize that I outrank about half of the group. Kind of pisses me off that those that I instructed will be master rank before me. Some of my students will probably test before me as well. I have not trained, honestly, since June 2006. Now, when I try to train, I pee in my pants (thank you, childbirth). I also cannot remember my hyung. I have no idea how the new sword forms go. I cannot recall all 30 one-steps. But, I do know the second verse to "make new friends..."
I miss it. I really miss training in Tang Soo Do. Yes, I have a tiny kids class that meets weekly, but, that is not really training. That is parenting. Anyway, I just have one more class of those Tiny Terrors --oops, I mean Tiny Tigers. I need an adult class. I miss lining up by rank. I miss being yelled at to lower my stance. I miss having my finger position corrected. I miss it. I miss being called "Ma'am" and "Ms Flaum." I miss the teamwork working for a common goal with a group. A few weeks ago, the Masters Clinic was held in Alabama. I was just looking at the photos of the Master Candidate Class and I realize that I outrank about half of the group. Kind of pisses me off that those that I instructed will be master rank before me. Some of my students will probably test before me as well. I have not trained, honestly, since June 2006. Now, when I try to train, I pee in my pants (thank you, childbirth). I also cannot remember my hyung. I have no idea how the new sword forms go. I cannot recall all 30 one-steps. But, I do know the second verse to "make new friends..."
I get packages to my kids for every holiday from a family member: Halloween, Chanukah, Christmas, Valentines, Easter, and Independence Day. In each box contains a few toys, some trinkets from a "dollar store," a stuffed animal, some clothes, and lots of candy. The clothes always REEK of smoke and I have to air them our or wash them before I can even try them on my girls. The candy is...well... candy. I have told her many times that I do not like my kids eating that much candy. It is a once in a while treat. She does not seem to care. One Easter she said to me "it is only on Easter, let them eat it all." Of course, I dealt with a 2 year old with a sick tummy that year. Then I get "It is Christmas, it is ok." Of course there is the "oh, it is Halloween, it is ok to have some extra candy." I mean, come on, your husband is diabetic, his mother was diabetic, I come from a family strong in diabetes. Both my husband and I fight our weight in order to stave off sickness, and she sends us bags and bags of candy (and smoke laden dresses).
Thank you for letting me vent. I feel a bit better.
Thank you for letting me vent. I feel a bit better.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
How to fart a baby.
By request, I am posting this video. I had taken an Itsy Bitsy Yoga class back when Iliana was around 8 months old. Wow, I wish I had taken it when she was younger, but the skills that I learned in that class were heaven-sent. "Dinosaur walk" darn near killed my quads, but at 2am after a few hours of screaming, it would calm the savage beast. But, farting the baby was the best thing I ever learned and I hope that you can learn from it too!
Hugs,
leslie
By request, I am posting this video. I had taken an Itsy Bitsy Yoga class back when Iliana was around 8 months old. Wow, I wish I had taken it when she was younger, but the skills that I learned in that class were heaven-sent. "Dinosaur walk" darn near killed my quads, but at 2am after a few hours of screaming, it would calm the savage beast. But, farting the baby was the best thing I ever learned and I hope that you can learn from it too!
Hugs,
leslie
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