pegkerr | Sparring was fun tonight (Reply)

Whoa, take notice of that. The entire world must have tilted an extra few degrees on its axis: sparring was actually fun tonight.

It helped, of course, that when I got there I was REALLY in the mood to hit something because of various acerbic comments that had been made at dinner by someone who won't be named about how the spaghetti noodles were sticking together because I hadn't rinsed them properly.

I worked hard and enjoyed it. And I won one of my bouts, very hard fought, against someone who was a lot younger and more advanced than me.

Then I came home and had a GREAT talk with Fiona. About karate, and high school and adolescence and growing up. We've decided to make a ritual on Monday nights to talk together, maybe over tea, on Mondays after I get back from sparring, since our dinner hour is so rushed, what with two karate classes. (Delia will usually join us, but she was extra tuckered and so went to bed early.)

So now I am in charity with my family again,

Yes: to get over a snit, go to the dojo and hit someone.

Then come back home for some lovely mother-daughter bonding.