Ok, here it is, the skinny on Laughter Yoga. Last night I attended my first Laughter Yoga class in West Barnstable, taught by Bobbi. First let me start off by saying that if there’s ever a person that should be teaching Laughter Yoga, it’s Bobbi. Bobbi is a fun loving, jovial person with an infectious . . . → Read More: Laughter Yoga – The Skinny
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I know. Laughter yoga? What on earth? Well, it’s too funny – but you’re going to have to wait until tomorrow for the skinny on this one because I’m so tired from laughing for a solid hour, that I must giggle my way to bed. Let’s just say, for tonight, when you have a . . . → Read More: Laughter Yoga 
This afternoon I got the following text from Boston daughter about the new iPhone 5 coming out tomorrow. I used the link, watched the video, and then went to the website to check out the two phones. They gave me too many choices. (It’s the same reason I can’t shop in an H&M . . . → Read More: Decisions, Decisions! 
Today was just a day of collecting stuff and having fun. Here’s what I have: A little bit o’ blog: This morning, my blogger friend, Christine, and self-proclaimed aspartame addict wrote an excellent post entitled Hello My Name Is Christine And I’m An Aspartame Addict. In it she wrote a line I loved and want . . . → Read More: Day of “Stuff” It’s blog hop day and the letter of the week is G. G is for Guided Meditation. I recently completed the 21 Day Oprah / Deepak Guided Meditation Challenge. I must admit, meditation has always been a challenge for me and I did not have high hopes of success going into this one. Why? . . . → Read More: “G” is for Guided Meditation Last night no chairs for the concert. No big deal. Went without them and had an even better time than if we had them. This morning ordered my dad a new computer online and put myself down as the on to pick it up. Go to the apple store in Albany and the store guy . . . → Read More: Still Not Sweating It was three years this summer that my mom passed away. I had a hard time with that. I spent my life talking to my mom almost everyday on the phone. I used to get excited to go over and have coffee with her. When I didn’t see her so much after I moved to . . . → Read More: Slowly Today is the fourth anniversary of my retirement. Since Labor Day 2009 my husband has always stayed to celebrate NEVER having to leave the Cape again and go back to NY for another school year. Now, make no mistake, I thoroughly enjoyed every student and every school year for over thirty-five years, but at the . . . → Read More: The End…or The Beginning? 
This summer I have been stuck on the fiction of Dorothea Benton Frank. Her books take place in the “Low Country”, the islands off the coast of South Carolina. My interest in her work was piqued when her novel Folly Beach popped up in my recommended reads. A few years ago I spent some time . . . → Read More: Mango Sunsets We all know Tim Tebow. We know him not by his football abilities, but by his faith ability. As for football, well, we al know that story. He’s not super good. But yet, here he is, making headlines and being part of one of the most prestigious teams in the NFL. How is that possible? . . . → Read More: More Tebowing |
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