Thursday, June 28, 2012

Let's talk about swimwear, shall we?

Hey y'all.  I've been busy, sorry for the lack of posts.  Tonight I'm eating pretzels with Boursin cheese and wine (I'm classy), so I thought I would blog for a bit. 
I have sort of big news that's really only big for me, but I don't care, you can read about it too.  One day last week I was perusing my usual blogs (Dottie, you need to blog soon), and I came across MODG's swimwear rant.  And it spoke to me.

I've been pretty happy with my body lately (although the wine and pretzels and cheese probably aren't helping), I definately don't look as good in the um........stomach area........as I did ten years ago, but I've had two kids.  Give me a break.  So I bought a new one piece suit this year and it's really cute.

AND I SWEAR I DIDN'T PAY THAT MUCH FOR IT!!!! (in case D is reading this)

But I wanted a two piece.  I was thinking about it, and the last time I wore a two piece was the summer after I got married.  That was eight years ago.  Really.  That's pathetic. 

So after I read MODG's post (see above), I decided that I was done feeling self conscious.  No, I don't look like I did when I was 18, I've had two 8.5lb babies that gave me tiger stripe stretch marks all over my stomach, but I feel good about where I am.  I don't want to teach my girls that they should be ashamed about their body because someone might look at their *percieved* imperfections.  I'm me because I like to eat ice cream and drink wine and I've been a house to two baby girls.  So sue me.

I'll be wearing a two piece at the beach this year.  I'm going to have to spray tan my stomach so it doesn't blind anyone, but I'll be in the two piece.  I ordered it from J.Crew and it should be here tomorrow. Eeeeekkkkk!!!  Excited!

I SWEAR I DIDN'T PAY THAT MUCH, D, LEAVE ME ALONE!!!

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Here's how my day went.....

I sent this email this morning, I thought I would share.  Names and identifying info have been left out, for obvious reasons...

Dear Instructor of Terrible Class,

After attending the first session yesterday of your class I promptly made an appointment with my advisor to find another class. After speaking with my advisor, she encouraged me to email both you and your department chair to share why I decided to drop your class. I have copied your department chair on this email.

My concern with you as an instructor began when you chose to teach the first class without wearing shoes or socks. Although I have had numerous instructors that were more casual, none have taken it quite to that level of unprofessionalism.

The lack of shoes and socks were not my greatest concern, however. That came when you asked who in the class is a graduating senior, I was the only one to raise my hand. You proceeded to tell me that you weren't "trying to be a dick", but that if I weren't successful in your class you would keep me from graduating.  Dear Instructor, I am well aware of the standards of this university, and am well aware of how well I must do in my classes to graduate. I am a mother of two young daughters, my husband is deployed with the Army in Afghanistan, and I have maintained a 3.6 GPA while single parenting and attending classes full time as a non-traditional student. I am not afraid of hard work. While you might have been trying not to be a "dick", your vocabulary and lack of professionalism proved otherwise.

I truly hope that you don't think that the workload in your class caused me to reconsider. I am a Political Science major, all I do is read, I was not intimidated by the amount of reading you assigned. It was your attitude and lack of professionalism that caused me to drop the class. I have never encountered an instructor such as yourself during my time at XXX University. I am quite sure that this is not the standard that our university tries to uphold.


Best,
KB

OH YES I DID.