JayGee, I hear the stress. I am fortunately in total political alignment with my parents, but even so I can't talk politics with them...because I know that's passion I best keep inside, and my mom especially is very loud and explicit about her feelings. Interestingly, even our religious differences are not an issue, BUT again, it's better if we don't get talking about it. It winds her up too much and stresses me out. Breathe, breathe, breathe. 
Penelope, the tat sounds lovely. Like Nick, tattoos are quite literally against my religious practice (I'm thankful never to have had the $$ for them before coming to my faith). I have a double-pierced nose, though, and I wish my dh were OK with my wearing rings in the holes. Maybe being surrounded by South Asians will bring him around to it. Anyway, when you get it done, think of the day as an extension of your birthday.
And my warning to you: 36 was a year of intense babylust for me. 
MelW, I didn't do great on my Feb goals. BUT, I did intensify my workouts/training, and I now feel ready to really roll. I realized, too, that I do best when I supplement protein. I get very hungry when I don't eat a lot of protein, and end up overeating on carbs. More protein, more sleep and a daily multivitamin are now part of the daily routine, and my hope is to continue to make speed/distance gains and weight loss. I want to be back at my goal weight, the top of "normal" BMI, by the time we relocate.
drjen, that made me laugh a little..."Everything's fine, and by the way, I have amniotic fluid dripping." So glad mom and baby are fine, and I hope you can sleep some.
RR: Yesterday, I did just 15min on the elliptical and then 20min on the track. Sunday, I had done 60min on the elliptical and weight machines, then coffee at a coffeeshop all alone, and yoga in the afternoon, so yesterday the arms and legs were feeling pretty tired. It's looking like Saturdays are rest days, which isn't ideal but I can deal with it, I guess. Today I'll likely bike and run.
NRR: Totally stressed with the relo. Inspection reports are beginning to come in. First appraiser came yesterday, second comes tomorrow. Tax call today, bank call sometime later this week. Termite inspection tomorrow. Septic repair needs to be done (something very, very minor, fortunately), and I'm bracing myself for the home inspection report, considering this is a 100+yo farmhouse. Yikes. Can use any spare vibes.
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