After the night before last, during which I believe almost no sleep was obtained, and only twenty two days after giving birth to our new son, my wife went twenty one minutes on the elliptical trainer machine.
So tough. She laughed, almost spitting her tooth paste out, when I told her that she totally shaved off 3, maybe 4, ounces.
Did I mention how beautiful she is, too?
She's gonna need every ounce of that tough, by the way, since her mother arrives today for a three week visit.
Posted by Random Penseur at April 28, 2006 09:44 AM | TrackBackHere's to girded loins, and visits ripe for interesting epxeriences...
and yes, as soon as this freakish day is over, the wine shall be uncorked and we'll be toasting to you and your survival.
Posted by: Mandalei at April 28, 2006 11:26 AMGood luck with the mother-in-law.
I'm hoping the bar is fully stocked.
Posted by: phin at April 28, 2006 02:10 PM*smiles* Loved reading about the Viking Bride and how you love her. :-)
Good luck with the MIL! I'm sure it will go wonderfully. After all, she IS the Viking Bride's mommy, right? And VB turned out okay. :-)
Posted by: Amber at April 29, 2006 12:32 PMI hope no news is good news! ;p
Posted by: Zya at April 29, 2006 11:40 PMI know the Norwegian Mother thing. I also know about Viking brides. Tough lot they are.
Posted by: Dr Pants at April 30, 2006 03:28 PMGo, Viking Bride! Go, gurrrl!
Posted by: Margi at May 1, 2006 11:57 AMI need my RP Fix!
Posted by: Zy at May 2, 2006 04:54 PM