Last night’s yoga class was extremely hard for me because I was severely dehydrated from my weekend. In all the hustle n’ bustle of moving my daughter I was not conscientious of the amount of water I did not drink. Knowing I was going to have the same teacher today and was once again going . . . → Read More: Inside & Out
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This weekend was spent moving our Boston daughter into a new apartment. Last night, after being bent over an Ikea bed for four hours, I decided to stay the night because we still had a desk to assemble. I drove back today went to night yoga, dragging a bruised and broken body into the studio . . . → Read More: From Our Children, We Learn It’s exactly 1:47 am and I am the only one awake, huddled in my bed, electric blanket keeping me warm, the TV quietly humming HGTV, and I am so engrossed in Mockingjay that I just can’t put it down and go to sleep. Never mind that I have to be up at 6am, on my . . . → Read More: If Anyone Could See Me Now… This week a huge black fan appeared on the back wall of the yoga studio. On the first day the teacher turned it on and the sound of a jet engine approaching, but never landing, unnerved me. She turned it on and off a few times and I just shook it off as an annoyance . . . → Read More: The “Fan” – Am I A Fan? After all the reading and writing I’ve done since I started this blog, I found worrying is the topic that most worries us. Just this morning I found myself reading the the ticker tape running along the bottom of the screen while watching the news. The Dow closed above 13,000 yesterday, therefore, I thought, my . . . → Read More: Why Worry? Yesterday I read an interesting blog posted on our Bikram Yoga Cape Cod Facebook page. It was entitled Move Your Mat. Anyone who practices yoga regularly, knows you acquire a favorite “spot” in the room. You also know the room is divided into “regions”. There’s the “hottest spot” not near any door or window. There’s . . . → Read More: The “Moving Mat” Syndrome The warm weather came and teased us a bit last week. The 70 degree temperatures brought thoughts of garden centers and patio pots – but wait, put the brakes on that thought – it’s only March. Today driving up 6A in a gentle spring rain, I was thinking about my awful impatience with things . . . → Read More: Planting Seeds-After All, It Is Spring Tonight I’m starting the third book in the Hunger Games trilogy. So far, The Hunger Games left me feeling strong. Good triumphs evil …I think. Yesterday when I started Catching Fire, the second book, I was revved up and ready to go. Today as I got into the second half of the book, my mood . . . → Read More: On To Mockingjay Yesterday I started reading The Hunger Games at 4pm and, with the exception of time out for when Syracuse was playing, I finished it at 1am. Wow. It was a fast moving, easy read, but also a very hard read. (I did dream about being the head of my own post apocalyptic world after trying . . . → Read More: The Hunger Games When I used to go to the ocean one time every year for vacation, I would, along with my girls, leap from the car without unloading a thing, burst open the front door of the cottage and run straight through it, out the back door and just stop. Stunned. Stunned at the majesty of the . . . → Read More: When I Used To Go To The Ocean |
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