Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

I've previously blogged about my state trying to find a group of girlfriends here in Austin , so I thought I'd provide an update on my quest to surround myself with peeps who are actually available to go to the neighbourhood coffee shop and sit down and chat.  Well, I had made friends with another mom whose son had just started at Lucas' new school.  We would try to have a chat, without children, once a week. Well, they decided to move to Utah after the first term.  Another mom I met through my mom's group who I would meet up separately with and actually have a conversation about what is going on in life, moved too. Not out of state, but far enough where I can't meet her for coffee either.  Hmmmmm. So, my plan has been to crash other peoples' socials.  I went to a playgroup I didn't belong to but was being hosted by a neighbour, that worked out just great!  A little social time, play time for Liam.  I invited another neighbour out to see a movie...on her g

Or in basic Trini: "Good t'ing no cheap, cheap t'ing no good". I was reminded of this recently when Lucas showed me his language homework, "Mama wears a swetter every day."  Aside from him telling his class that his Mama is perpetually cold, it would have been even more accurate to say, "Mama wears the same swetter every day". (Thank goodness he's a boy and doesn't notice these things.)  You see it's because I got this really cheap sweater that I like, it keeps me very warm and because it was so cheap I don't care when Liam spills substances which will remain unnamed on it (or in my case, I spill drops of bleach). Hence, ironically, I save my most expensive stuff to wear infrequently (and then it goes out of style, it can't fit anymore or my tastes change), but by golly those cheap things in my closet - boy do they get a workout!  As it turns out, cheap is good in this context. So in conclusion, I will continue to wear my

YD77UJ5R58XH   In case you were wondering, whatever happened to TheNewMe..well, I'll tell you.  My day job got in the way of my blogging.  The family consumed an inordinate amount of time and attention over the holidays, as evidenced by my Christmas wish list:      1. Two consecutive nights of uninterrupted sleep and oh yeah,      2.  World peace.  Yes, me getting sleep is right up there with world peace...in my mind that is. But, on with the New Year, Happy New Year, all the best...etc, etc. On the subject of lists, here are my New Year's Resolutions: Yes, you read that right - nothing.  I figure if there isn't a good 80% chance of me succeeding, I'm not going to make a list (you know, of things like exercise, eat well, don't sweat the small stuff, give more), hence the (blank) list.  I have also heard that when you write things down and tell other people, you are more likely to do it, so I am covering my bases - hence the (blank) list.  I'm still g