Float like a Butterfly... Sting like a (Queen) Bee....?

Well, if her Lung Cancer wasn't scared of her before... Dor put on boxing gloves and took out some frustration on my punching bag tonight. In addition to photographs I also have a short video of her jumping around and punching the bag. She didn't know the camera was recording so that made the video even better. I have to say, it was pretty funny watching her play Muhammad Ali.... even though her stamina wasn't quite the same as his in his prime.

Mom came up to Mount Vernon after work to see me and do some errands. We had a blast. We went grocery shopping and laughed the entire time. She was making fun of my empty refrigerator, lack of creativity in the kitchen, etc. I was making fun of her inability to take the first item from the shelf (at one point she was literally on her tip toes trying to reach the bread that was at the very back of the shelf because "someone could have touched the first one"), her need to go down every isle, and her inability to enter a store... grab your items... and leave in a timely manner. We laughed at how different two people could be, yet playfully embraced our differences... and then shared a coffee. How quickly Starbucks can bring two seemingly opposite people together. Then... she cooked me dinner. Those of you who have never tasted her cooking might wonder what she made... those of you who have, already know it was amazing (regardless of what it was).

This afternoon and evening were great. I haven't had much quality time with my mom lately so I was really looking forward to it. I know she was exhausted when she left my house tonight, although she still had that smile on her face and the twinkle in her eyes. My heart feels warmer tonight and my mind is at ease.

Goodnight my friends.
Amy