I've been gone a while. I've been attending powerlifting meets, poetry parties, insurance seminars, and Japanese gardens.
(This guy is Tony Bolgnone---I'd call him Tony Balonie but he might sit on me. He wasn't actually there, but this is the sort of ridiculous outfit I'm talking about.)
The men wear singlets, which are those silly wrestling-type suits. I call them 'onesies'. I have horrible powerlifting etiquette, apparently. Huge, sweating, grown men in onesies lifting weights send me into a fit of giggles every time.
My husband, Adam, competed in a powerlifting meet in Dallas. He came in 1st place in his division---open bench press, 242 lb, unassisted, raw, drug-free. That's a mouthful, huh? He benched 424 lbs. He's lifted more than that in previous meets, though.
Miss Baby helped me peruse potential poems. Everyone gathers for open mike-type poetry readings and musical selections. I played a lullaby I wrote for Miss Baby on the harp. Maybe I'll put it up here one day if I can ever figure out all the technical aspects of recording, uploading, etc.
I've attended a very, very, very boring insurance seminar. It's time to choose a new insurance plan, and I can barely stay awake to listen to our choices. Why is it so dull? Does it bore you guys to tears?
The nicest part of the last few days was probably our visit the Japanese Gardens in Fort Worth, Texas. My mother (Nana), Miss Baby, and I had a leisurely breakfast at our special place, then took the nicest walk through the garden. I think I'll do another post on this later.
Glad to be back---I've missed you guys!