Sunday, June 2, 2013

An Observation, A Confession And An Aberration

First, the observation:

There seems to be a correlation between the weather getting warmer and Fletcher, one of our cats, getting very needy and wanting to be all up in my business the minute I sit down. 

And he doesn't take "no" for an answer.

And he is furry and hot. And I have hot flashes. And this is not a good combination.

He's no longer cute when
his furriness and my
hot flashes conflict.

The highlight is always when he waves his butt into my face as he gets comfortable.

I've learned to type while he lies partly on my lap, mostly on my laptop keyboard.

I am nothing if not adaptable.

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The confession:

I have been a bad, bad girl.

I have not been doing my weight-bearing exercises for the past two months, which are, in turn, supposed to keep me from suffering some of the side effects of the Zoladex and Arimadex that I am taking. And I had been dutifully exercising 4-6 times a week for almost a year by walking, taking Zumba classes and hitting the elliptical machine at the Y.  

I'm blaming my daughter, because my usual Y time was when I had to pick her up from track practice or attend a track meet. 

OKAY, OKAY, I COULD HAVE GONE AT A DIFFERENT TIME. Don't make me feel any worse about it than I already do.

But the result? In spite of the heavy dose of extra Vitamin D and calcium I take every day to stave off side effects, the lack of weight-bearing exercise has caused my knees and ankles to ache. A lot. 

Tomorrow, I am going to the Y.

No, really, I am.

EARLY. Before I can talk myself out of it.

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The aberration:

My son has been gone for ten days to the beach with a friend and his family. Before he left, he and my daughter were squabbling so much I thought I would come home one day to find they had torn each other to bits, like the Gingham Dog and the Calico Cat.

I hate to say this, but I was just a little bit glad to have him out of the house for a few days. Call it practice for when he leaves for college this fall.

He came home this evening, and he and his sister, while they won't come right out and ADMIT it, are very glad to see each other.

They are half hugging, half wrestling on my bed right now. It's really very sweet.

Of course, it will quickly deteriorate to slapping, pinching and yelling, but until then, I shall sit here and enjoy it.

They have their moments.


  1. Aw, so sweet to see a brother and sister show a little love, regardless of how short-lived it is.
    I'll be cheering you on while you hit the Y. (from my couch, of course)

    1. As anticipated, the past thirty minutes, it got a little wild, but they've calmed back down and are lying in my bed together and not pinching or slapping each other.

      Believe me when I say I'll be thinking about YOU on the couch when I'm at the Y....

  2. Aww, the slapping and pinching is the way siblings in the wild show their affection for each other.

    1. I think they are actually louder and more dangerous when they are getting along than when they are fighting.

  3. Wait... siblings AREN'T supposed to cause grievous bodily harm? Rats.... I did that wrong....

  4. Is this what I have to look forward to. My daughter is almost one and my son is almost four. I've been told to prepare myself for the fights. Fun times ahead! :)

    Side note: Get thee to the Y!

    1. Yes, this is probably your future. But it didn't start at our house until the oldest was in late middle school, so you have a few more years to prepare yourself.

      And I will admit that it felt GREAT to get in a workout this morning. Although I thought walking up the three flights of stairs to the cardio machines was going to do me in. Funny how quickly one can get out of shape!

  5. Nothing like a few days off to make the heart grow fonder. How long do you think it will last before they are at each other throats again?

  6. Awww. Still hugging after all these years. So cute.

    1. They have been very huggy lately. Neither one wants to admit that they will miss the other one when big brother goes away to college at the end of the summer.