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Monday, September 06, 2010
Labor day musings

On this Labor Day, we did a whole bunch of things that may not have been defined as a productive day (and why should it? it's a holiday), but tomorrow will be more productive because I helped mom lay the groundwork for it today. We didn't really work today, we didn't sit at the computer or anything like that. Mom is checking some emails now, so she's finally getting to my blog. She knows she has a lot of projects to do, both work and personal, and she tends to stress over tackling them all. Today we made lists to alleviate the stress. But mostly we didn't do today what we'll have to do tomorrow.

I know I'm usually still passed out at 8am snoring and dreaming, and mom may lie in bed with one eye open, but both the left and right parts of her brain are fully functioning. The day starts with such promise, thinking of all the things that are going to get done, going over the list of things she says she's going to do while lying there in bed. She struggles to accomplish so many things during the first few hours after we get out of bed. We may be asleep, but once mom gets up, we're wide awake and ready to help her conquer the day. We make sure she doesn't lose sight of the accomplishments she's set for the day. We can see she may get tired around lunchtime and especially around 2pm, but still the day begs her to start what she has promised herself and us during the morning hours while we're trying to get that last dream in.

We challenge her to really finish all the things she's planned for the week. Most importantly though, to schedule some playtime with us without getting too distracted.

I'm already looking forward to the weekend,
Miles ^..^

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Friday, September 03, 2010
Yay, my annual doctor visit!
This week I've been a busy girl. Mom decided she was going to hit the pavement this week. Not job searching, although it's always a good idea to be on the search for new opportunities and freelance work, but I mean literally as in putting on the running shoes. When she puts those on I go nuts. Knowing this, she's been outsmarting me. Before she puts on the shoes, she puts on my collar which does get me excited, but not so much when she puts it on and sits down like she's going to watch another episode of HOUSE or something. She doesn't let me see her put on the running shorts because she knows I know the difference between her regular shorts and the ones she wears when she runs. Her back isn't hurting anymore, which took awhile to get through. So, she's ready to get 'back' to working out, and I'm her right hand (wo)man—actually left hand since I heel on her left. I'm happy to see her on the pavement, and even though she gets a little discouraged when her run equals my walk at this point, it's still good to be back with her pounding it out on the road.

Also today there was another fun activity for me. No, it wasn't my birthday. It was vet day. I'm not crazy, I like going to the vet. Betty shivers when she goes. She has that face that sends shivers down all of our spines. Probably because she was there when she was really sick a few years ago and that was very traumatic for her, and scary for the rest of us too. I don't mind it so much. Sure there's a needle here and there, but the treats make me forget. Today the doctor tried to get blood out of my right front leg, but that leg wasn't cooperating, my left one was, so I'm a lefty. He told his assistant he wanted her to make sure my tail didn't stop wagging. He's so nice. He talked to mom for a while. Another assistant came in later to say that a patient had been waiting in another exam room. Then again, mom always has a lot of questions. You should see her with human doctors, she gets so frustrated though. They talked about mom's dad for a bit, his A-fib, the stroke, and the complications leading up to his death. My doctor said his mom also suffers from A-fib and how that makes a stroke a more likely event. He also said something that made mom wonder: Why are human doctors and pet doctors different? The bedside manner is a little different. For example, have you ever heard someone say, I wish the vet was my [human] doctor? Even though he brought up the question, he also said that's not a fair question. Mom tried to figure it out with him. We were quiet all the way home thinking about it. Why is that? It's a good discussion.

Whatever. When we got home, we took a one-hour run in the rain. Hurricane Earl isn't quite the monster we thought it might be.

Time for another nap,
Cali

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Wednesday, September 01, 2010
Magnetic personality

While cooking in the kitchen, I channeled mom to move these magnets on the refrigerator to say something that perfectly describes me. I couldn't have said it better myself!

...and look at this link, mom took a paragraph of a blog post I wrote last year and her computer generated this pretty arrangement! It looks a lot like what she does with words in her design work.

Well, enough words for today,
Betty

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