Tuesday, October 19, 2010
A Thick Neck Makes for a Hot Momma
Last night my daughter was doing some math homework, she was apparently supposed to measure things – she was going around the room with her ruler and I was , well TRUTHFULLY (Step 1 is to: ADMIT the truth) I was blogging. (Feeling SOOO much better already!)
At one point my daughter started to measure ME. With a Ruler. We don’t have a tape measure. (Step 2: Don’t make excuses) I could tell you WHY we do not have a tape measure, but I’ll refrain.
While reading my favorite blogs and making my comments, yes, I was aware that my measurements were being recorded on a math paper. It didn’t occur to me until this morning what my measurements from a ruler made me look like. But let me put it this way:
According to the good ole wooden ruler measuring method, my neck is 19 inches around. Yes, you read it right, 19 inches. My arm span is 2 ½ feet. My height is 63 inches (actually correct) and my torso is 48 of those 63. My foot is 6 inches. (Step 3: Don’t try to be perfect all the time.) GOT IT. If I was trying harder to be less than perfect, I would have won a medal.
My daughter told me she was all done with her homework and I signed her assignment book – Yep. Done.
Today, while in the shower (where ALL my best thinking happens) I started to think about those measurements she had called out while I was blogging away.
Cue HORROR Music here:
My daughter’s teacher is going to picture me as a WIDE necked person with very short arms, VERY short legs and an abnormally long torso all held up by little feet. (Step 4: Learn humility)
Do you think it is OK for me to race home from work and walk right into the classroom so the teacher and all the other 20-30 teachers that had a good laugh at my expense could see me? THE REAL ME??
(Step 5: Learn from your mistakes) I will NEVER do homework and blog at the same time again.
I feel so much less guilty already.
SHE DIDN’T GET MY HUBBY’S GENES, SHE GOT MINE.
Feeling a centimeter less guilty now, How are YOU?