I Am Not a Jedi

A Jedi I Am Not

Flower

Fire It Up.

Here I am, up at 5:30 a.m. on my birthday, more excited than a kid half my age for this day. Read the rest of this entry »

and all at once I knew…

Had this lovely gem sent to me a couple days ago from my friend and former roomie, the lovely Ms. Liz. Her friend-of-a-friend made it. And it’s hilarious. Enjoy!

just like that.

After doing not one, but two back-to-back yoga classes after a 2-week hiatus, I was feeling pretty good about myself, about life. An old friend joined me for both classes and we got to catch up a little outside class. I heard some good road tunes on the drive home–my endorphins were high and felt damn good. Nothing could touch me as I made my way to my apartment, to my husband, the shower, the bed.

And then I saw the sign in the elevator. Read the rest of this entry »

closure

For those following my blog, the two missing in the Delaware River were recovered, though not alive. Although I wish they could have met a kinder fate, I hope that their families can find some peace by having their bodies returned to them.

The restlessness I was feeling about this incident has subsided since the two were found. It was not the most ideal end to this tragedy, but I am glad that the families and friends can grieve with a sense of closure. And, to be self-centered, I am thankful that I won’t have to pass by the water and feel the unresolved sadness I felt the days before the two were found. Life is now allowed to go on, although it will not be that easy for some… Read the rest of this entry »

vérfürdő

Wednesday was a weird day and frankly, I don’t completely feel recovered from it yet. Read the rest of this entry »

Hip Hop is a style… it can’t go out.

THIS IS HIP-HOP! from Airwave Ranger on Vimeo.

It’s only 7 a.m. and I’ve watched this 209820983 times. OK, so more like 2. But I think I’m going for a third…
Thanks, Woobs.

dead man walking

I felt guilty about my “Aunt Flow” food indulgences until I realized these cravings are essentially the last meal request of my dying uterine wall lining. And then I was grateful I could fulfill its final request for Salt & Vinegar Zapp’s chips and caramel Hershey kisses…

This was made for 2 a.m.

it’s only sad if you let it break your heart.

So, to avoid people freaking out about my last post, which was a bit somber, I figure I should write and update you all to my yoga adventures.

Current status? Very, very sore. Read the rest of this entry »

Cure her. Fix her. Restore her.

For the most part, I consider myself a realist, maybe to a fault. Read the rest of this entry »