It's been a while...

Yep, it's been a while since I've blogged.  Life got in the way - seems to do that sometimes.  Take it as a good thing though... I've been doing a lot, and not thinking about being a mutant or having my fat transplant.  But I know some of you have missed me and my dark sense of humour and my LOLcats.

Okay, so... since the last time I wrote on here, I guess a lot of life stuff has happened.  Christmas was fun, and I enjoyed spending time with family.  Immediately after Christmas, Ansley and I and our husbands and Dad and Jan went to San Francisco and Napa for a family vacation.  We visited Jan's family in Napa, drank good wine, went to a spa, ate amazing food in San Francisco, toured around, and had an overall great time.  Just what we all needed after a bumpy fall season.

When we got back from California, life was back to normal pretty quickly.  The past few weeks have flown by - I started working again full time and have taken on many new clients.  Probably too many - I'm super busy.  But that gives me something to do in these gross winter months.

Ian and I enrolled Isabel in an Introduction to Agility course.  That picture is not Isabel doing agility - it's some random image I found through Google - but it's a funny picture because that dog looks kind of terrified.  And crazy.  And it's a good example of what agility stuff looks like.  Anyway, I digress.  Once a week we take her to a doggy centre and she runs around, jumping over hurdles and running through tunnels and things.  She likes it, but she's more hesitant than we thought she would be.  We're not sure she's cut out for agility, but it's been fun to take her.  And it certainly wears her out after an hour, which is worth the enrollment fee alone.  A tired dog is a happy dog.

Most days, I feel like the surgery never happened.  I'm better than normal and I'm certainly healthier than I was before.  I figure that I went to such great lengths to save this body by having the fat transplant, so I guess I should take care of it.  I'm back to twice-weekly Pilates and I'm also riding Ian's exercise bike three times a week.  I'm not thrilled with cardio - it is a chore - but I asked Ian to set up a TV in the basement so I can watch my crap programs (yeah Jersey Shore!) while I'm on the bike.  I've not only kept off the weight that I lost during the fat transplant, but I've also lost a few extra pounds.  I'm not so concerned with the numbers... it's mostly just knowing that I'm healthy that keeps me going.

I'm not limited in any movement anymore.  I sometimes get weird itches or strange sensations, but it's nothing painful... more just interesting.  My scars are healing as well as can be expected.  I can't wait to get my nipples "done", and then the tattooing.  Then my foobie scars will be hidden.  It will be a few more months still though.

I went to a great BRCA support group meeting this week (aka "Mutant Club"), but I'll write more about that later.  Now I'm tired since I've been working so hard lately.  Off to bed with a book for now.  I'm reading "Eat Pray Love" much to my own dismay.  I saw Elizabeth Gilbert on Oprah a while ago, and I was so unimpressed with the hype surrounding the book.  I assumed it was another trite, self-help piece of crap.  And when it shot to the top of the best-seller list, and it was announced that the movie was going to be made starring Julia Roberts, I swiftly decided it was not for me.

But then I read some other writing by Elizabeth Gilbert.  And I saw her TED Talk.  And I read excerpts from her new book, "Committed", which takes the stand of a cynical person accepting marriage.  So I saw a lot of stuff that I liked and admired in Elizabeth Gilbert.

So here I am, reading "Eat Pray Love", and hoping that I get past the populist junk and see the real value.  Or, if nothing else, it will give some context and background for her next book, "Committed".  I bought both on sale at Costco, so I'm kind of on the hook for reading them both.  Stay tuned, faithful readers, and I'll let you know what I think (yeah, like you have a choice).