Lifeus interruptus

Thursday, 7 June 2012

One of the challenges of being a woman of a certain age is having a mother of a certain age.

The Mother dislocated her shoulder; not, she would want me to let you know, through an old lady fall, but rather hefting carpet and getting her feet tangled in the bottom of it.

Anyway the up shot is that Brad Pitt has gone to the country to tend to The Mother, as she needs support with tying laces,  cutting food and general domestic support, he is NOT needed for personal care, much to his and The Mother’s relief.

This change in circumstances leaves me now responsible for managing the menagerie  and disrupts the elegant flow of the Thursday Night.

Thelma and I decided that flexibility was required, so rather than our usual routine of walk, talk and fork, we massaged, trained and pizzaed. First we went for a neck and shoulders massage at Lu’s Healthcare at the QV Centre.  Lu’s is one of the myriad of massage shops that has opened in the last couple of years, initially I was suspicious, how good can a franchise massage shop be?  Well, I have to say, very good, serious deep tissue chinese massage, just what was required after a fairly fraught week.

After a good work out at Lu’s, we floated to the train and to feeding time at the menagerie.  That done, Thelma and I sat down to repeats of repeats of The Big Bang Theory and pizza from Pizza e Vino and a bottle of durif. Pizza was good, thin crust, fresh ingredients; we had L’Atomica $15.50 and Verdura $15 and most importantly, they home deliver.

Although the evening was enjoyable, hopefully we shall resume normal transmission next week.

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