golden birthday

went to full primary.

took miss betty over to mom & dad's house.

had baked ziti & salad for lunch.

baked this beauty of a cake w mom.

went through old boxes of books from the barn.

found some of my old, old diaries...

read them aloud.

favorites of the day included exerpts from my gratitude journal.

"i am thankful for the rain that waters the land"

"i am thankful for the trees, lakes and flowers"

i was a hippie all along.  ;)

then we had blueberry pancakes for dinner.

it doesn't get any better than that.

thanks, mom and dad.

for everything.

all my love, always.

bg

dream, dream, dream, dreeeeee-eam

i had a dream that was so real last night that when my alarm went off (at 4-something) this morning, i thought i can't practice ashtanga today - i just gave birth to a beautiful baby girl merely hours ago (unwed, in a hotel bathroom, in labor for about 5 min. i named her jane.  she looked just like micole.  she was jp's baby, but who knows where he was.)  and so now i'm on maternity leave (obvs), so everyone would send me home if i went to work. i'll go back to sleep, i guess.



and then i rolled over, and it was 6:30. my place of employment is 14 miles away. my shift begins at 7.

i left my work badge at home, but i know where it is.

i do not know where my glasses are. :(

mondays, eh?




yesterday, as it turns out, was not a monday. niether was the day before. those days happened to fall on the weekend. those days were good.

saturday: taught 1 hr all levels flow, assisted my last mysore w sati (hopefully, it will turn out to NOT be my LAST), practiced (even did dropbacks alone), hung w my fam, retrieved miss betty from their care, chatted w roomie about the meaning and difficulties of "life", slept.


sunday: made it to full primary, went grocery shopping, washed clothes, cleaned, chatted w roomie, intense phone conversations w my yoga bud and w guy, had complete emotional breakdown, survived, napped, snuggled w miss betty, watched becoming jane, noshed on sweet potato/black bean deliciousness, gazed at sunset, missed jp terribly, slept.


overslept.


while very little reading was accomplished, updating my resume was forgotten and meditation did not happen, i think it was beautiful over all... now to play catch up on all those other things...

more shel

i love this guy.

he's a genius.

one day, i'll read his books to my kids as i tuck them into bed at night.

i've always dreamed of this moment.

even when i was a child myself.

even as i am a child myself.

HUG O'WAR

I will not play at tug o' war.

I'd rather play at hug o' war,

Where everyone hugs

Instead of tugs,

Where everyone giggles

And rolls on the rug,

Where everyone kisses,

And everyone grins,

And everyone cuddles,

And everyone wins.

 

- shel silverstein

wedding recap

we managed to get to the wedding and back with no trouble... and it was a lovely wedding.

she arrived in a horse drawn carriage:

at the gazebo where the ceremony took place:

and then took the carriage up to the reception hall:

where pat & gary danced the night away:

i think i can speak for all of us when i say that it was a lot of fun!