Life continues to be rich and full in the Miser Mom household.
So full. So full. November is a month of Many-Little-Things-And-Some-Big-Ones.
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Prewash likes stretching with me. |
For my husband, there's the usual classes and protests, but what has loomed large in his life this past week is his most recent injuries. The sore back turned into shooting pain in his legs, which led to his most recent MRI. Here's the texting conversation that ensued:
MyGuy: Good news.
MG: Need therapy not surgery
Me: That's good for people who actually do their therapy.
MG: LOL 😂
Me: Is this therapy you do with a person hurting you, or by yourself?
MG: Driving.
Okay, so once he got home and could safely talk, he told me it turns out he gets to have a professional torturer, plus he gets to try to do his exercises, all with the goal of fixing his bulging disk. Let's cross fingers that the combination proves effective.
Meanwhile, N-son wins awards for thoughtfulness. Here's the conversation that leads to the award, started by him on a day that was raining cats and dogs, and I was stuck in my office.
N-son: Would you like me to bring you your unbrella
Me: I'm in meetings right now. But if you wanted to bring it by at 4:30, that would be nice! Thank you, N-son!
Me: Actually, even better, could you pick up our CSA vegetables?
N-son: Yep
Me: I need to double your allowance. You're awesome.
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I think she's better at stretching than I am. |
If you're interested in a little math problem, figure out what it means that doubling his allowance is the same as tripling it. heh.
N-son also took the pictures of Prewash doing these stretches with me. And then he abandoned us to go on a church Youth Group weekend field trip. I'm childless now, at least for the weekend. Thank goodness I have a flexible dog to keep me company.
And that's the news from the Miser family, which continues to be rich in adventures. May you and yours be similarly prosperous.
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