Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

Maybe it's because I live in Texas? Not sure, but my husband and I decided to do something as a couple for our anniversary and we did a pistol class together! To be honest, I'd never held a gun before and I was literally shaking when I had to hold the gun and load the clip. You can't see it in the pictures, but my goodness I was nervous! Nervously trying to load the clip  It was a lot of fun, we learnt about the basics of handling a gun, how to stand, shoot, safety and a bit about the gun laws. Then, after the in-class session, we went out to the range to shoot. Real, actual guns! I ended up hitting the target, so that was more than I'd hoped for, so I was pretty pleased. My husband was very impressed with my results when we retrieved the target! We shot at 2 different distances,  7 feet and 15 feet. I ended up shooting a .22 and a 9-mm glock. Here I am posing for this shot, largely because with the eye and ear protection and the wind blowing my h

Soo..., after having our after-school sitter for our boys for a bit, her schedule changed and we had to find someone else. We decided to go with a manny (male nanny), because for one thing we had a manny apply! While he was not able to stay with us long unfortunately, it was a very interesting experiment! The dynamic between the boys and our manny was different than between them and our female sitters. For one thing, the play time was much more rough and tumble. More fighting and wrestling, jumping and punching. When they were not fighting with him, he was less likely to intervene if they were roughhousing with each other. The female sitters would have stepped in much earlier. You may see this dynamic in your own household when Dad is in charge vs Mom or if parents have two different parenting styles. They also interacted with him differently - they saw him more like a buddy rather than someone they had to listen to and respect, so that made his job a wee bit challenging. He had

So I remarked to my husband recently that 6-odd years ago, when I was staying home with my younger son -  my older son was in elementary school, I would see moms in their work outfits and I suffered terribly from shoe envy . Because, you see dear reader, I would be walking around with the baby in a sling and I was somewhat disheveled by the efforts to get both children ready for drop off. However, now that I am working again, and dropping my younger son to elementary school, (the older one is in middle school),  I can only see moms in their workout outfits on their way to the gym or a run or bike ride while I am in my work clothes, and hustling to get to a meeting/conference call on time. Hmmm. Maybe it is just me. I am not quite sure how good a job I am doing (just hoping not to mess up horribly), but every now and again, it seems necessary to reiterate what NOT to say to a working mom. And since I have to admit, sometimes other people can say it so much better than I can, I wan