Odd causes for back pain

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After the family went through their isolation periods and resumed normal life, I got sick. Testing showed negative but I’m a hermit so I continued doing what I usually do (stay home) and now I’m at the tail end of this head cold.

But, during a coughing attack last week I dislocated something in my lower back.

I do not have back issues. This never happened before.

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Guided meditation: the journey

I have meditated in the past, on and off, mostly by doing focused breathing. When I began doing yoga along with my fitness routine (and mastering the side plank) I became more focused in my meditations. I began to understand the link between focused breathing and my body in ways I didn’t before.

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Kicking the pity party to the curb

Yesterday, two people walked right past me, literally a foot distance from my physical person.

They knew I was there, waiting for them.

They walked past me and into the parking lot like their life depended on it.

I thought, have I reverted to being invisible again?

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Fitness in midlife: core, strength and stamina (and a video demonstration)

Today I woke up in a state. Instead of feeling

  • excited about a new day, week, month, year with a fresh start, I felt annoyed
  • content, I felt dissatisfied
  • calm, I felt restless
  • at peace, I felt like starting an argument or picking a fight
  • like writing prose, I wrote this drivel

What is happening… 😱

Time to re-calibrate.

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The familiarity of *here we go again*

Two days ago a dad of a girl on my daughter’s ringette team said two nearby towns are shutting the league for the remainder of this year.

A day later our league reported a positive case in a U12 team on the house league side. (My kid is U16 rep.)

On the way to pick up my niece at University, my phone interrupted my GPS to announce from various people who chat with me that this and that is getting canceled. Mostly kid activities related to sports.

Even the NHL is on pause, I found out later.

“Out of an abundance of caution…”

That’s the wording they’re using.

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A busy day, a question and a link

I know today was Tarot Tuesday. I wrote a post and didn’t finish it and found out accidentally that it was published accidentally. It was not ready to be published. I don’t know what happened. I did see Tucker at one point who lunges at me whenever he feels overjoyed to see me, so it’s probably his fault. πŸ˜€

Tucker at 17 months

Anyway, when I found out I deleted the post. It wasn’t finished anyway. Sorry not sorry.

Hi, I’m Writer of Words, and I’m the Queen of deleting stuff. πŸ˜›

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Modern dating: parents using dating apps

Disclaimer

I’m researching something and would appreciate candid feedback.

I’m interested in the 45+ demographic, especially GenX and Boomer (give or take a few years on either side).

I’m not interested in the “no kids but looking for a partner to start a family with” demographic at this time.

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Midlife and cosmetics: the Botox dilemma (part 2)

Remember this post where I admitted my struggle to shape my eyebrows since my teen years? I left a little cliffhanger at the end, where my beautician Eva uttered a single word. πŸ˜›

Here are the final few paragraphs of that post, and the continuation of what happened next.

One day well into my late 40s, I asked Eva what she can recommend to hide some irksome wrinkles between my brows. Was there a type of make-up I could use that would minimize this self-perceived flaw that had bothered me for as long as I had been plucking my own eyebrows? That’s a lot of years of constant zooming in on that one point in my face. The wrinkles resembled a scar (I don’t even know if it is a scar, or if it is, how I got it) and I became increasingly self-conscious about it as I aged.

In fact, this scar/wrinkle was, at one time, the reason I desired bangs. (Never ever again.)

Eva had me lie back on her table and inspected my upper face under a bright light with a magnifying mirror.

Then, she said one word:

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