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Category: Strictly Physical
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…birthdays, seeing my kids (2 out of 3, anyway), beautiful sunsets, yellow and purple flowers, sunshine, ping-pong, Dirty Dancing and sore muscles… Yes, sore muscles. I've been wanting to rev up my work-out, but couldn't afford a personal trainer. Thanks to Self.com, I started a new, more intense, work-out this week, and for the first time…
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A father's birthday celebration. A sick child. I was in limbo. The critters were fed, bills were paid, I was showered and dressed, ready to hit the road to Pasadena, but I just couldn't go out the door. Although the child is technically an adult, not living at home and there was really nothing I could do, for some…
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Aside from holidays, it's a rare day when I get to see all three of my kids. That's one of the down sides of this Empty Nest thing. And even holidays aren't a given anymore. But today is one of those rare, treasured days! I spent the whole day with Kendall, battling early morning Austin…
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Charly's face, hopeful and questioning, peered at me through the French doors, his white fur glowing in the soft light of dawn. He hadn't done that in ages – obviously, he took our morning walks for granted as much as I did. But this was going on three days! Please, Mom? "Don't worry – we're going this morning.…
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It was supposed to be a taste of the next course in our life – Empty Nest. But if this is what it tastes like, can I send it back? Not really, but…COME ON! TG was gone for the past few days – which means ALL the kids were gone…Tom and I had the house all…
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I'm happy to report that Tom's back seems much better today – at least that's what he's telling me. But knowing how stubborn he is, I wouldn't be surprised if it's still hurtin' like hell, but he just refuses to baby it any longer…not when he's in the mood to "get something done around here." It worries me,…
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Tom stood in the doorway, bent over, hands on his knees. "Did you almost faint or something?" He shook his head, smiling. Or was it a grimace? "My back. Here…help me." He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed until (groaning the whole way) he was standing up straight. He hobbled back over to the…
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It's a busy, busy night that followed a busy, busy day – I'm finally winning in my battle with procrastination – and I didn't plan on posting anything tonight, but I came across an article by Meredith Maran in the October 2008 edition of More magazine (yes, I'm a little behind on my reading) that was…
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"Barbara Inez…just what have you been up to? I mean I've already been gone a week and I'm sure a lot has happened…" "…Barb, I hope you get your tail in gear and get up here to see me. It's just beautiful…" "I've always loved that song "You've got a friend" by Carol King and…
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The Mosquito Man…the Pied Piper of my childhood. Why, oh why, was it so much fun to ride our bikes behind him, lost in the dense poisonous fog he sprayed throughout the neighborhood to kill the mosquitoes? But there's no doubt it was one of the highlights of summer…just the words "Mosquito Man" caught our…
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