Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

I am anxious to get back to the playgroups with my Moms group, and talk with some of the other moms because I want to know what they talk to their husbands about at the end of the day. If I were to truly tell my husband what goes on with my day? Well, the conversation would be inane and irrelevant. Gunnar: "How was your day honey?" Big smile. Me: "You know the usual. Lucas got up late this morning and was crabby because he didn't have enough time to play before breakfast and Liam pulled off my tiny earring, you know, the one I was so excited about getting because I thought he wouldn't notice it, and I could wear earrings again? Anyways, he pulled it off, and I grabbed it from him and set it down so I could deal with him appropriately, and I forgot about it, but when I went back to look for it I couldn't find it. It might have gotten wiped off the table when I was cleaning, so I spent part of the day sifting through the garbage looking for it, then I looked ...

I thought that the friends I made when I first moved to Austin would eventually form my family away from family. That didn't work out like I expected. I've concluded that most of the friends I've made through the kids, have not translated into social interactions sans children. That's the crux of it. So, how can I actively find and keep female friends; women who I consider my band of sisters? And will they view our relationship the same way I do? And how is this latest harbinger of head-hurt related to understanding my world? Here it comes. Because I don't interact with people on an everyday basis, (my contact today has been the boys and the Ozarka guy dropping off water), I miss out on the office conversation about the latest news, gadgets, social networking, etc. Now, I'm left to my own devices to acquire and assimilate my world, but what I lack in richness I make up for in diversity. Which brings me to why I am pondering about my peeps. (As a testament to thi...

Yes, the dreaded question...What is new with me? Sad to say, nothing much. I got this question from an ex-colleague earlier this week (you know who you are Tony), and while mortifying to answer, at least I still have working friends who deign to give me a call now and then. I have accepted that it may only be a matter of time before the bonds of friendship get weakened without the cement of commiserating over our work or child-rearing travails, but I have hope. I do have one friendship that has endured. This, despite the fact that my friend doesn't have children, is a professional career woman, and I've only seen her once in 4 years since we moved states. So why is that? I've mulled it over in my head and in my usually insightful self, I have concluded that despite the fact that our conversations have been about many things, the essence of our discussions have largely been about one thing - relationships. Our respective relationships with our careers, bosses, spouse...