By COLLEEN LEDDY
Those of you who know me well know that I am notorious for staying up late. There’s a reason this column is called Midnight Musings—except that reason is now outdated. I used to stay up just past midnight. But the older I get, the worse I get. Perhaps this column should be renamed. “Thoughts @ Three...a.m.” maybe?
Keeping late hours is only one of my faults. David could easily and quickly tick off other of my transgressions. He’s always telling me I’m being cruel to my body. Not only do I not get enough sleep, I don’t eat regular meals and I don’t exercise either.
I am just not living right.
This means those same exact 35 pounds I spoke of last year—back when I was getting ready to go to my 35th high school reunion—are still circling my waist, hips and thighs.
And now I am in big trouble.
I opened an e-mail late Monday night from the producer of the Dawson Media Group (DMG) in Portland, Oregon. DMG made the videos that will be part of the “Pushing the Limits: Building Capacity to Enhance Public Understanding of Math and Science Through Rural Libraries” the pilot program that will unfold at the library next year. I go for training in Portland in early October.
“In addition to producing the science videos for Limits, DMG will be documenting this workshop,” wrote the producer. “Your questions, answers and collaboration in this workshop will be recorded and evolve into a resource used by librarians across the nation who also wish to bring Limits to their libraries.
“Attached, please find a standard Appearance Release, which gives DMG permission to film you...Each participant must sign his or her release in order to participate in the workshop. We are a very friendly crew and our goal is to make you feel comfortable and at ease...”
The best way to make me feel comfortable and at ease would be to just put those cameras away.
Oy. I thought I was going to be trained in how to run this program at the library, not serve as a guinea pig for others to guffaw at.
My friend Sondra, out on the west coast, was still awake.
“I didn't think filming was going to happen until we had the program going next January/February...and then I figured it would be of the participants,” I e-mailed her.
“Is it possible to lose 35 pounds between now and Oct. 6?” I asked rhetorically. “Not if I eat any more of the blueberry cake I made Maddie (Yay! She's home! Until tomorrow when she leaves again for Ann Arbor...) or the peanut butter chocolate chip cookies her grandpa made her that I keep eating.”
“The whole thing sounds like loads of fun,” Sondra said. “Wish I could be a non-video-taped fly on the blackboard.”
Sondra was referring to the training location—an elementary school remodeled into hotel and conference rooms.
Oy. Don’t they say the camera adds 10 pounds? So, 45 pounds to lose by Oct. 6? Yeah, I’m doomed.
Now, it actually is past three in the morning and my Thought @ Three is this: Please can’t I just substitute the amazingly beautiful photo of Ben and Ryland gazing at each other for writing a column?
I had asked David earlier Monday evening if I could do that. He would have nothing of it. Told me to use an old column. But I don’t have as great a cache of old columns as he does. I think I’ve repeated old columns often enough that I’ve probably repeated the repeats. But he wouldn’t buckle.
So, instead, I will tell you this: go to rylandgreen.wordpress.com and click on Day 57 under “Recent Posts.” You will see the most beautiful parent-child photo ever, one of pure trust and love, taken by my daughter-in-law, Sarah.
Looking at that photo, all worries fade away. Too bad the pounds don’t.