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I survived the mother-daughter weekend!

I had a mother-daughter weekend in the DC area. A cousin got married and Mom asked me to be her date. Dad is doing pretty well, but his health ups and downs mean he’s less likely to enjoy all of the standing around a wedding reception can entail, or a four-hour car ride.

I was [mostly] happy to step in, for the chance to see relatives and to try to see old friends in DC, time permitting.

And to see my mother too, yes. So long as she didn’t comment on my weight, hairstyle, lack of boyfriend and/or failure to visit.

The wedding was lovely.

Flowers

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No FUPAs allowed

Ladies and gents, this is a real class offered by New York Sports Clubs.

Below the belt

 

The class description reads:

Below the Belt
A strength conditioning class designed to target the muscles of the lower body and the core.

I fully expect there to be Kegels.

 

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