Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Fit -ish

I've come to the realization that those last 5 pounds will likely just remain.

Gone are the days when I could work out like crazy in advance of a work trip ( which would involve eating, coffee breaks that include more eating and  drinking and more drinking).   And not just back to what I used to be able to do.  Yes I travel with no exercise, then come back and work out like crazy and get back to where I was before, weight wise. Having a gallbladder issue (or lack of one) helped keep the more fatty foods at bay.

But no matter, that pattern doesn't serve me well nowadays. Turning 50, wonky knees and all -those pounds do not melt away any longer.

Nevertheless, I persevere with my workout obsessions. The sweat, the exhilaration through the thumping music...weight loss or not, it's worth it.  How much more on trend can I be #ufcwannabe #hollyholm.

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

This Life

I don't know what it is lately but whoa I am managing to catch a lot of screen time, little screen, big screen ... So my latest discovery is rather ironic.  The irony? I'm sitting as a couch potato watching a show about living life.

I got home after my combat workout and took advantage of the fact that the girlie was in the family room and willing to share some time with me -not with minecraft, not with her friend on Skype but with her mom.  We settled on watching good old government sponsored CBC Canadian content  and stumbled upon This Life, a drama-dy/comic drama, slightly reminiscent of Parenthood but with a little more edge/grit/reality-or maybe it's just the Canadian production values.  Set inMontreal, Canada, the plot focuses on a 45 year old single mother of three teens, who has been diagnosed with end stage cancer, and how she and her family deal with it.  Heavy stuff, hard to call uplifting -however I found the episode so compelling, and am now compelled to watch all previous 6 episodes ( the full series is 10 parts).  The acting is so superb, the themes universal, and the way they deal with things as family-so real.

Teens, school, infidelity, alcoholism, abortion, infertility, relationships (3somes!) siblings, life issues that surround the main theme of death and living your life to the fullest or at least to the 'real'est.  Yup watched with the G and makes for lots of Q&A throughout the program.  But why not, she is almost 11, and questions are good.  Better to talk it out while she wants to-not a guarantee that will happen at 12.

Monday, November 23, 2015

Teenage mall angst and a semi

High school semi approaches; not surprisingly a new outfit is needed, and also not surprisingly,  my nearly 16 year old son has particular tastes.  Good taste, but particular -and who is to blame but yours truly.

Remember the days of yore of this very blog--those Fashion Friday posts, contemplating several outfits for certain occasions.  Remember how I would ask my readers, friends , what outfit they preferred? The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. 

Thank goodness for Zara, and for the variety of options at affordable prices, for totally on trend looks.  The boy went from a full suit ( blue!) and white shirt, red hee-ing and hawing about how a suit might not be needed, maybe he should just wear black jeans and a blue shirt--oh wait, let's see if the guys (his best buddies) will let me break with the agreed upon team outfit... And by the way, new shoes are needed, then while we're at it, the ear buds need replacing...i was exhausted following all lanky 6 feet of him around.   I know that these items won't fit in 3 months.

 The mall air and atmosphere didn't help, Starbucks revived me somewhat in time for the drive home.  So this is what my husband used to feel like as he trailed me during mall expeditions.

But we've narrowed it down and should be set for Thursday.  They are going as a group-no dates. Although girls are definitely in the picture -not girlfriends, but girls are definitely interested.  It's the age after all. 

I look back at the grade parties we had in high school.  There was no way I would have thought to go to the semi formal in grade 10-that was for seniors.   Certainly not at a reception hall. My boy is not such a geek though. His number one strength from the Strengthfinders analysis is "social".  That was not me at 15.  At all.

So I wish him a lot of fun on Thursday.  I'm sure he's gonna get his dance on -his whip and nae nae ( which for all my bodyjam addiction I can never remember the moves...). And because I am nosy, I won't mind dropping the kids off. 

Saturday, November 21, 2015


Oops missed a day.  Well considering I was on a plane 4 times and way from home most of this week for work I can feel ok cutting myself some slack.

And honestly given all that is going on in the world, when I turn the "daily grind and things to do" thoughts off for a moment, the pause makes me think that all is frivolous.  And I feel it. Anxious. A pit in my stomach about the unknown because that unknown seems a lot scarier these days because for the most part ( and stats aside, I'm not considering data here) it is.

It's not debilitating, it's worry.  And as my kids are exposed to bits and pieces (chunks in the case of the teen) I also wonder if they are dealing -I know the G has her issues and I'm pretty sure they aren't linked. But maybe there is a thin underlining.  And my boy-he's focussed on shopping for the Semi coming up. And that's fine-but he's totally internetted up, all the time.  He updates me on world events frequently and they talk in class. And still -the worry for me.

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Throwback Thursday-they got each other

The G has been off school sick with a low grade fever since Monday. 

Last year was a tough year for her-with Grade 5 came drama, coupled with finally taking the plunge and having a long overdue tonsillectomy - anxiety became the norm. As did absences in the form of extra -long, long weekends when Mondays came around. She missed about 30 days of school last year-oof. 

 It took some patience, the school administration were actually quite good about it and assigned a counsellor.  Her case had been put on hold as she adjusted better at the end of the school year.

So we started the new school year we were encouraged as her attendance had been good. At least in September.

But once there was an inkling of a cough ... Well let's just say she has missed 7 days already, including this week. She was actually physically ok to go to school but she annoyingly wouldn't budge.

What do you do when you have to work? Well you cajole, you try to reason, then -you get pissed off and you ground her from play dates, both virtual and IRL when she decides she won't move. There are consequences after all. 

During this exchange, surprisingly, the teenager steps up and says he will make sure he's home early to be here for her. And he's also chiming in about how it's not so great to miss so much school and get behind in the learning.  He tells his sister he knows this firsthand. He is stepping it up big time as her big brother.  He assures us she indeed promises to go to school tomorrow.

He's got the magic sibling touch, you see. I hope it never changes.


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