Hi,
It hasn't stopped raining here for the last 4 days. The winter 'blahs' have set in, making me feel as gray as the weather. Getting out of bed is nothing I look forward too, even though sleeping most nights is equally bad. The endless damp days start to affect my bones and my spirit, so I Yoga.
This is coming up on my third year of trying yoga to improve my body and mind. I hate it. It is slow, mechanical, frustrating and everything I am not... Which is all the more reason to do it. When people say 'I'm not flexible, I could never do Yoga', my favorite instructor, June, says 'that is why your definitely SHOULD do Yoga'. She's right. June is right about a lot of things she repeats in her classes on a regular basis. Some of my favorite June-isms are 'if we rest, we rust' and 'use it, or lose it'. June is 63 years old and puts us all to shame. She looks about 40, thin and wiry but strong as hell and always smiling. I want to grow up to be June. Every time I take one of her classes I come out stronger and taller and in a great frame of mind...no matter where I started off in my day, it is always at a better place after a yoga class with June.
My yoga is mine. That's the good thing about it. I realize that I am not in anyone else's body, other than the one I live and breath in...so why worry about what the guy on the next mat over is able to accomplish. I do want I can with what I've got and that's all you can do in Yoga. Once you get your head wrapped around that concept, life is a whole lot more fun in Yoga class. I have been able to improve. Every so often I try a pose, that three years ago I would have said 'never' to, now I set myself up, and 'blink', the pose happens. Lots of yoga poses may never transpire, but that doesn't mean you don't try and get there. The journey is the practice. You never really ever arrive at a destination. There is always further to go in your Yoga practice.... But if you never start the journey, how do you ever expect to get anywhere?
Bend, flex, twist, stretch, moan, groan, fall over, start again... It's all good for me. I still don't really like it but I am liking the results. I will never be as flexible as June,or as strong as Sam, or as lithe as Cheryl but that's okay. I can pop up into a perfect headstand in the middle of the room. I think that's pretty cool. I certainly couldn't do that before I started in with yoga. It doesn't get me any awards or free coupons but I do get the occasional applause in class. It keeps me coming back. Maybe I need to develop performance yoga? Wait, isn't that called "Cirque du Soliel"? Oh well.....
Nameste
m
Day Lily!
Monday, December 10, 2012
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Back on track
Hi,
I am making an effort to get back to my blogging. Seems that someone out there reads my stuff and looks forward to my ranting and raving. Who knew?
Today I want to scream about bad driving habits. We all have them, some worse than others. This time of years makes the bad ones stand out even more than usual. People are in a hurry to get to the mall or find a parking spot or be first in line for the red light. I don't care about their rush, I care about them not signalling that they need to change into the lane I am already driving in. I can't read their mind when they suddenly pull a U-turn and nearly kill three pedestrians doing it. I don't even begin to guess about their issues with needing to pass traffic on a three lane highway using the dirt shoulder of the road. What sale is going on that I don't know about? What are they giving away for free? Where is the fire? Why wasn't I invited?
I don't have far to travel most days. To & fro to my job is 8 miles one way. You would think that it would be a pretty easy run, but most days I feel like I take my life in my hands at the wheel of a car. I see it all in those short 15 minutes it take me to get to the NAC. When the roads are slick with rain, as they have been around here for the last couple of days, it is incredibly entertaining to watch the stupidity of the mental midgets driving in this area. The SUV morons usually win the 'Darwin Award'. I drive a Honda, which must have a target on the back that I don't see. Crawling up my behind is not going to make me go any faster on a pitch dark, two-lane winding side road where the cops love to sit and pick you off for speeding. It's not my fault the speed limit is 25mph. I'll even roar along at 35mph (I'm bad, I know) but that just isn't fast enough, so tail-gating isn't going to make me go any faster. I'm sorry you are stuck behind me and there is no way to pass my little car, but trying to run me over is not the solution. Take better meds if this is the case.
Turn signals must have been eliminated in some new models of vehicle. No one uses them anymore.You need to turn left? Flick the darn stick down and let me know. It's a little thing but it's very useful to the on coming traffic to know that you plan to turn. Along with this, please think to replace the burned out headlight, turn signal, brake light, any light in your car. I'm sure there is something lit up on your dashboard that is telling you there is a bulb out.... but maybe that is burned out as well since you like to drive in total oblivion and darkness. You may not use your turn signals but that does not mean you should be driving around with your brights on to compensate. Read my lips: "no brights, yes turn signals" Basic driving 101 rules... lord help me.
Cell phones and driving. Do I really need to go there? I guess I do since so many still think they can talk, drive, put on make-up and eat breakfast at the same time while traveling 50mph. It is not a matter of 'if', but 'when' they will have the major accident. I just pray that it isn't with me. I may not be able to contain myself if I every have a run-in with any of these people. They may end up wearing their phones permanently up their asses, which matches my opinion of what they are. I'm calling this one the way I see it.... pun not intended.
Maybe all these drivers need to have a day at a go-kart track and get their frustration out.... preferably one that offers driving lessons as part of the event.... get them all back on track.
xox
m
I am making an effort to get back to my blogging. Seems that someone out there reads my stuff and looks forward to my ranting and raving. Who knew?
Today I want to scream about bad driving habits. We all have them, some worse than others. This time of years makes the bad ones stand out even more than usual. People are in a hurry to get to the mall or find a parking spot or be first in line for the red light. I don't care about their rush, I care about them not signalling that they need to change into the lane I am already driving in. I can't read their mind when they suddenly pull a U-turn and nearly kill three pedestrians doing it. I don't even begin to guess about their issues with needing to pass traffic on a three lane highway using the dirt shoulder of the road. What sale is going on that I don't know about? What are they giving away for free? Where is the fire? Why wasn't I invited?
I don't have far to travel most days. To & fro to my job is 8 miles one way. You would think that it would be a pretty easy run, but most days I feel like I take my life in my hands at the wheel of a car. I see it all in those short 15 minutes it take me to get to the NAC. When the roads are slick with rain, as they have been around here for the last couple of days, it is incredibly entertaining to watch the stupidity of the mental midgets driving in this area. The SUV morons usually win the 'Darwin Award'. I drive a Honda, which must have a target on the back that I don't see. Crawling up my behind is not going to make me go any faster on a pitch dark, two-lane winding side road where the cops love to sit and pick you off for speeding. It's not my fault the speed limit is 25mph. I'll even roar along at 35mph (I'm bad, I know) but that just isn't fast enough, so tail-gating isn't going to make me go any faster. I'm sorry you are stuck behind me and there is no way to pass my little car, but trying to run me over is not the solution. Take better meds if this is the case.
Turn signals must have been eliminated in some new models of vehicle. No one uses them anymore.You need to turn left? Flick the darn stick down and let me know. It's a little thing but it's very useful to the on coming traffic to know that you plan to turn. Along with this, please think to replace the burned out headlight, turn signal, brake light, any light in your car. I'm sure there is something lit up on your dashboard that is telling you there is a bulb out.... but maybe that is burned out as well since you like to drive in total oblivion and darkness. You may not use your turn signals but that does not mean you should be driving around with your brights on to compensate. Read my lips: "no brights, yes turn signals" Basic driving 101 rules... lord help me.
Cell phones and driving. Do I really need to go there? I guess I do since so many still think they can talk, drive, put on make-up and eat breakfast at the same time while traveling 50mph. It is not a matter of 'if', but 'when' they will have the major accident. I just pray that it isn't with me. I may not be able to contain myself if I every have a run-in with any of these people. They may end up wearing their phones permanently up their asses, which matches my opinion of what they are. I'm calling this one the way I see it.... pun not intended.
Maybe all these drivers need to have a day at a go-kart track and get their frustration out.... preferably one that offers driving lessons as part of the event.... get them all back on track.
xox
m
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Mrs. V.P.
Hi,
yes, it has been a while since my last post. My apologies. Life sometimes gets in the way, not to mention a hurricane and assorted other mishaps. We survived the storm, but the washing machine and the dishwasher didn't, so that, and a whole lot of clean up, has kept me off the computer.
The good news is my darling husband has finally made "Vice-President" status. A well deserved honor. He will still be the geek we all know and love, just one with a hefty title. It doesn't officially take place until January 1, 2013 but he has it in writing so it's as good as gold right now. V.P. of Pentair Valves and Controls division..... king of the castle with the butterfly and gate valve community, among others. Don't ask for the technical jargon, we will be here all day. He's a happy clam and I get to say I am sleeping my way to the top.
I wonder if this is how Jill Biden feels? Being with a VP is new for me. Maybe Jill can offer me pointers on what to feed a VP? Do they need extra starch in their shirt collars? How often do you take them out for a walk? Is special attire required? Must be, Marshall went shopping for new shirts and some pants this afternoon. Next thing I know he'll be asking for sparkling water instead of the regular tap stuff I make him drink all the time. Oh, things could get down right complicated. I don't know if I'm ready to be a "Mrs. V.P." yet.
I am sure things will settle down once the novelty wears off of being a vice-president. Marshall's humble side will shine through and the confetti will all be swept up. I bet he'll be demanding that I start addressing him as "Mr. Vice-President" right up until I have him take the garbage out on Monday night. I have always found garbage removal to be humbling. I bet he will too. Until then I am happy to let him revel in his new title and try it on for size. Just call me "Mrs. V.P." please, at least until garbage night.
m
yes, it has been a while since my last post. My apologies. Life sometimes gets in the way, not to mention a hurricane and assorted other mishaps. We survived the storm, but the washing machine and the dishwasher didn't, so that, and a whole lot of clean up, has kept me off the computer.
The good news is my darling husband has finally made "Vice-President" status. A well deserved honor. He will still be the geek we all know and love, just one with a hefty title. It doesn't officially take place until January 1, 2013 but he has it in writing so it's as good as gold right now. V.P. of Pentair Valves and Controls division..... king of the castle with the butterfly and gate valve community, among others. Don't ask for the technical jargon, we will be here all day. He's a happy clam and I get to say I am sleeping my way to the top.
I wonder if this is how Jill Biden feels? Being with a VP is new for me. Maybe Jill can offer me pointers on what to feed a VP? Do they need extra starch in their shirt collars? How often do you take them out for a walk? Is special attire required? Must be, Marshall went shopping for new shirts and some pants this afternoon. Next thing I know he'll be asking for sparkling water instead of the regular tap stuff I make him drink all the time. Oh, things could get down right complicated. I don't know if I'm ready to be a "Mrs. V.P." yet.
I am sure things will settle down once the novelty wears off of being a vice-president. Marshall's humble side will shine through and the confetti will all be swept up. I bet he'll be demanding that I start addressing him as "Mr. Vice-President" right up until I have him take the garbage out on Monday night. I have always found garbage removal to be humbling. I bet he will too. Until then I am happy to let him revel in his new title and try it on for size. Just call me "Mrs. V.P." please, at least until garbage night.
m
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