Too D&$! Early

I started writing this from our gym, when the hour was not quite 6:00 am. This early rise was brought to me by our daughter, who likes to exercise and who also flew back to Auburn this morning to pack up her remaining gear for her move to her new city.

“Let’s get in a workout before I have to leave!” she suggested.

So, before 6:00 am, I had swam (swum?) some laps and had a shower and time to start this blog post.

The gym is a little lonely this early.

Surprisingly, there were folks in the pool when the place opened at 5: two fellas who were very nice about sharing their lanes. It’s a good thing that the pool worked out, because on the drive over I realized that I had the wrong shoes on for any other kind of exercise.

On the other hand, these feet were the comfiest in Virginia on the way home.

Cora and I have kept busy while she’s been home over the past month, including getting to the gym at a rate I’m kind of proud of (thanks for the push, kiddo!). So it’s fitting that this was our final outing before she starts her move to her new home.

Cats feeling blue with the kids out of the house. Relatable.

Crushing the Christmas Crush

They are so Zen.

And just like that, the holidays are here!

This year, it’s an extra-action-packed December because our firstborn is graduating from college next week. For me, this event actually rivals the usual annual festivities in importance.

The following weekend, her younger brother will finish his semester exams and arrive home, just in time for us to pack the car for our yearly holiday trip to Massachusetts to see the family.

It’s a hike.

With a late Thanksgiving we are just now getting started with holiday prep, and I’m not gonna lie, there is a sense of stress that’s creeping in. What’s the answer? Rum-laced eggnog?

Nope. Yoga, y’all.

Do you ever check out the Yoga with Adriene videos? Adriene Mishler has great free yoga content and for December, her squad put out a calendar of short-ish videos to get us through the season. I dove in and have been taking a moment every morning (five days in now, it’s a start) to stretch out before getting on with my day. Take a look, you can find all of the videos on YouTube:

The hard thing about morning yoga is that the cats like to join in, but I’m not going to let them add to my stress. I’m gonna glide through December.

Look! Up in the Sky!

My brother in law has a unique set of skills.

This is not my brother in law.

He can fly a plane, and that is extra cool because one fine Saturday over the summer, he was able to arrange for some flying time, and my sister and her family decided to swing down to the Lake for lunch.

I’ve extolled the benefits of Roanoke Airport, but there is another airport right here on the lake.

It’s small.

It has a cat.

A friendly cat

And a seaplane (a lake plane).

You can live there!

And if you’re lucky, you can meet some fun people there and take them to lunch at Waller’s, right down the road.

Ground crew

Gone to the Dawgs

We have two cats, whom we feed every afternoon at 5:30. At about 4:30, they start circling around, climbing in my lap and rubbing their faces as close to mine as they can. It’s not my favorite time of the day. I like them and I’m glad they like me, but by 4:30 I’m usually trying to wrap some things up and that works better without distraction.

Current situation: I am writing the first draft of this post at 4:47 pm, in my room with the doors closed. They haven’t found me yet, but those few moments after I push the “Save draft” button and before I pull out the Friskies will be tense ones.

We are far outnumbered in the Roanoke area when it comes to pets. Dogs are definitely the preferred companion, by a long shot. You see them in the boats on the lake, walking all around the city, hanging out in cars in the Kroger parking lot (in moderate weather, of course). Indeed, a dog’s life is quite a good life here in the SWVA.

I love dogs, and what I love even more is suggesting to Jim that we should get one, because the question elicits a very predictable and passionate response (and it’s not “yes”) every single time. See how much fun pets can be?

Oh thank goodness