Thursday morning, while I was in the middle of my yoga practice, I thought “wouldn’t it be nice to have two hours for my yoga practice instead of just an hour and 20?”. I wanted more time on the mat. This was surprising because just the act of getting my butt up and onto the
While I was in Tulsa this weekend, my friends Eagle and Miranda (who live in Tulsa) where having a mini-vacation in KC. Lucky for me their mini-vacay lasted through Monday so I was able to meet them for lunch. Miranda is a recent veggie convert and it was easy to twist their arms into trying
Monday afternoon, Talaura and I sat our desks, her’s in NY and mine in KC, watching live coverage of the tornado and subsequent devastation. I’m sure Talaura felt just as helpless and ill as I did as we watched the total chaos, tears streaming down our cheeks. All I could do was look for updates
It’s generally frowned upon when asked “how are you doing?” to reply “I feel like a scooped out empty shell of a human being”. So instead, I smile and say “I’m fine”. I am for the most part, fine. It’s only a little white lie. The empty hollowness is not a new feeling; it’s just
This weekend I got drunk and ordred a pizza. I watched What To Expect When You’re Expecting. I went to breakfast at You Say Tomato. I went to the City Market and bought a rosemary plant (mine didn’t survive the winter). I spent $100 on six items at Target (why are razors so dang expensive?
Wednesday night, as I laid on the couch watching TV, my stomach started to feel a little queasy and I got so excited about the prospect of having to stay home with the stomach flu. There’s something fundamentally wrong with that way of thinking. But then it dawned on me that this is the week
“Be sure to pack practical shoes,” I heard her yell from the other room. I rolled my eyes and quietly mocked back, “Be sure to pack practical shoes.” I was packing for a trip to Colorado to attend the National 4-H Roundup. This wasn’t my first trip away from home. By my senior year in
Yesterday I wrote almost an entire entry and then I carefully selected all and hit delete. It was a slightly ranty entry on censoring the blog and dating or not dating or why I’ve thrown my hat back in the dating ring. It was boring. This is boring. Everything is boring. Look! I’ve channeled my
Last week I received a package in the mail from Suebob containing packets of seeds. The seeds are from her local school. The kids there grow a big vegetable garden and then the cooks in the cafeteria use those vegetables in the school lunches. Reading this story made me teary with happiness. Look at that!
I’ve been doing this thing a lot lately where I start to panic about what bills to pay when at what payday as well as keeping track of dates of up coming events like Mother’s Day, weddings, BlogHer (finally bought my airline ticket), concert(s) and OMG!Ireland. I have nothing written down in one place. That’s