Health and Fitness Journal

Fitness is something that is completely undervalued in this country. I’m sorry, but as a mother of three children, I think I have the authority to say that it’s true. I’m now online, and I came across a healthy alternative at www.schoolsinstlouis.com to sending my kids to what I’ve come to think of as the “unhealthy norm” at schools here in Seattle.

Bernie, my youngest, can’t pull himself away from the Pepsis and Hostess chips available at the junk food vending machines placed on every floor of his junior high here. I placed several telephone calls to Mayor Nickels’ office regarding this issue, but so far I’ve received no response. I suppose he is more interested in filling potholes than tending to the health concerns of Seattle’s schoolchildren.

The Internet, thankfully, has once again come to my rescue. As a mom’s resource I don’t think one could have a better home helper. St. Louis looks like it offers a completely different attitude to health than what we have in Seattle. I’m planning on doing some thorough searches for quality schools, offering junk-free learning environments for my family.

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My wife and I are having a disagreement about how to design our new baby’s bedroom. Karen insists that we have everything settled and laid out on spreadsheets before we even tend to the little things like looking at kids bedding or purchasing toys. It’s driving me to my wits’ end. I mean, isn’t having a new baby supposed to be fun?

When I was growing up I loved my room so much I never wanted to go outside. I had Star Wars bed sheets, a glow-in-the-dark Loch Ness Monster statue, and about a billion baseball cards littered everywhere. I want little Armando’s room to be like that – a spontaneous demonstration of our child’s individuality and interests.

But Karen is such an order-junkie. My plans for little Armando’s room probably have as much of a chance as seeing the light of day as I have of meeting Paris Hilton on one of my yearly business trips. I guess it makes sense since her old man was a Navy Seal. He never would speak to me. Even at our wedding. I couldn’t believe when he showed up wearing his frog suit. What a nut.

So far, Armando’s room is a little empty. All we’ve agreed on is that Amando’s daily “To Do List” will be posted on a teal green plastic Ikea bulletin board which will be mounted about three feet up from the floor, and placed to the right of the door. A few recessed pot lights are to illuminate an original Captain America poster. I hope seeing that poster encourages young Armando to live free, as much as it encouraged me.

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