Sunday, August 28, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Down and Dirty
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What have I done? Actually, it's more like what I've NOT done, which is run in a really long time. Last night's 'research run' results came back extremely negative...or, I suppose I could look at it positively as in...it can only get better from here! (with tons of running)...
I'm looking forward to the run and also...getting in better shape. Apparently I'm worse off than I thought!!
What have I done? Actually, it's more like what I've NOT done, which is run in a really long time. Last night's 'research run' results came back extremely negative...or, I suppose I could look at it positively as in...it can only get better from here! (with tons of running)...
I'm looking forward to the run and also...getting in better shape. Apparently I'm worse off than I thought!!
Friday, August 19, 2011
The Body Never Lies
The above picture reminds of Seven Chakras Meditation I did on Yogaglo.com (with Harshada Wagner)...
Sunday, August 14, 2011
I need chocolate. Now.
Is it the beginnings of PMS or the rainy day that's making me want to eat everything in sight? Oooh or is it a deadly combination of BOTH? Kiss my normal body image goodbye; for the next couple of weeks I will be in HELL.
So far, August has been a bit of an emotional roller coaster (oh good, add emotional eating in to the mix, too) with the loss of my grandmother August 6th, the illness of an aunt in Iowa, the month-long break from classes, and our upcoming vacation which we are very much looking forward to. Desert roses, hiking boots, giant hairy scorpions (yes, I'm serious. And they're nocturnal, which is great because I won't run into one during the day, but it makes me worried that at night they're roaming freely? God help me) have been all that's our minds since we started saving in January and now it's almost here! I've been acting like a scatterbrain lately, too, so I'm looking forward to the breath of fresh (hot) air.
My grandma's passing has been hard; she lived a long life, had four children and lots of grandchildren, and was a tough, but loving, woman. It seems like she really held our family together. Now, as my cousin said regarding her death 'It's the end of an era'. My childhood is marked with her presence, and with my mom's passing in 1993, having her own mom around somehow was comforting. She died a week short of her 97th birthday, which was yesterday. I sort of imagined she'd live forever :) She will never be forgotten, of course, and I will always hold her dear. I thought a lot about how she and my mom are together now, and when I die (hopefully when I"m in my 90's, too) I'll have the two of them waiting for me. Makes it a lot more welcoming of a passage.
Fall will bring a new car for Bob, (he's currently strategizing), a big fat research paper for me, and more vacation anticipation as we prepare for the holidays and our annual trip to Vermont. We've had our eye on a little house about an hour away and will check in when we return from our vacation. We've agreed that if it is still on the market in another month, we will take the next step and see what happens.
For now it's me, the lazy cat, and the rain - happy Sunday!
So far, August has been a bit of an emotional roller coaster (oh good, add emotional eating in to the mix, too) with the loss of my grandmother August 6th, the illness of an aunt in Iowa, the month-long break from classes, and our upcoming vacation which we are very much looking forward to. Desert roses, hiking boots, giant hairy scorpions (yes, I'm serious. And they're nocturnal, which is great because I won't run into one during the day, but it makes me worried that at night they're roaming freely? God help me) have been all that's our minds since we started saving in January and now it's almost here! I've been acting like a scatterbrain lately, too, so I'm looking forward to the breath of fresh (hot) air.
My grandma's passing has been hard; she lived a long life, had four children and lots of grandchildren, and was a tough, but loving, woman. It seems like she really held our family together. Now, as my cousin said regarding her death 'It's the end of an era'. My childhood is marked with her presence, and with my mom's passing in 1993, having her own mom around somehow was comforting. She died a week short of her 97th birthday, which was yesterday. I sort of imagined she'd live forever :) She will never be forgotten, of course, and I will always hold her dear. I thought a lot about how she and my mom are together now, and when I die (hopefully when I"m in my 90's, too) I'll have the two of them waiting for me. Makes it a lot more welcoming of a passage.
Fall will bring a new car for Bob, (he's currently strategizing), a big fat research paper for me, and more vacation anticipation as we prepare for the holidays and our annual trip to Vermont. We've had our eye on a little house about an hour away and will check in when we return from our vacation. We've agreed that if it is still on the market in another month, we will take the next step and see what happens.
For now it's me, the lazy cat, and the rain - happy Sunday!
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Grammy
Funny how a couple of posts ago I talked about an upcoming vacation and then the one directly following, I complained about how I'm not going on vacation soon enough. I really need to stop and smell the roses, or the garbage, or whatever is really out there. The real stuff.
A week ago, my 97 year old Grandma fell and broke her leg. She's gone through the surgery and come out on the other side. Now is the healing time, and the uncertainties of what lies ahead. It's put a lot in perspective...and reminded me, again, that there is a whole system out there that I don't understand. Between my grandma's fall and today, I went to the cemetery where my mom is buried. I sat there and told her things, and tried to explain Facebook to her, (just in case she doesn't already know). I walked around the cemetery and looked at the headstones. I thought about life and death.
And then I got to talk to my Grandma today, and tell her I love her.
A week ago, my 97 year old Grandma fell and broke her leg. She's gone through the surgery and come out on the other side. Now is the healing time, and the uncertainties of what lies ahead. It's put a lot in perspective...and reminded me, again, that there is a whole system out there that I don't understand. Between my grandma's fall and today, I went to the cemetery where my mom is buried. I sat there and told her things, and tried to explain Facebook to her, (just in case she doesn't already know). I walked around the cemetery and looked at the headstones. I thought about life and death.
And then I got to talk to my Grandma today, and tell her I love her.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Stoke Your Soul
Good morning!
I've calmed down since my last post...eeek.
I went on a mini-vacation Fri/Sat to visit one of my closest friends an hour and a half away. We met (at my current office) 6 years ago (or so). She recently took a job elsewhere and moved farther up the line/away from me :(
Friday night we ate at a yummy pizza place filled with hippies and families. The lively atmosphere, giant stone-oven, natural/organic ingredients and beers draws the crowd. We had a good talk over a sausage/mushroom/kalamata olive flatbread. My friend enjoyed an IPA and Magic Hat #9 (she'd never had MH before! I recommended that one from my drinking days that happened to take place mostly in VT). Saturday we hit some shops and a nail salon to get (much needed, in my case) pedicures. My current color? Boathouse: a bright, orangey/pink color sure to add some energy to these rainy days of late.
And now it's Sunday and I'm waking up with my coffee, boyfriend, and cat. What to do today? Organize? Cook? Library? I've done my share of shopping these past couple weekends. Though I need new clothes, especially as a new season falls upon us, I have started to feel a little loose when it comes to budgeting. Is it a stress outlet? Is it a by product of changing my environment and so wanting to really go head first into change?
Whatever it is, so be it...but how do I get back to center?
Meditation! This morning, as my bf goes off to church I will sit down, get quiet, and go inside! It's a bit gloomy outside, which may limit any sort of walking meditation I'd want to engage in today, so the eyes closed, legs crossed (or in my case, sitting on a yoga block) version will do!
Many blessings for your Sunday!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Vacation Hater (Pity Post)
If one more person posts about their vacation plans, I'm going to scream!
Beware: this post is a serious whine fest:
I've never needed a vacation like I need one now, and it totally (in a jealous, bratty kind of way) pains me to hear about everyone else's plans to go tropical/mountain bound/cruising, wish them a fabulous time, and see the tans when they get back.
You know how it is. I know everyone needs a vacation as bad as I do, and we all work our butts off. It's a question of how long I can hang on for while they all let go...
Mind you, I do have Bhakti Fest coming up this Fall. I didn't forget. I know I need to be patient and wait my turn. I'm quite sick of 'waiting my turn', however. This insignificant example of waiting for my vacation is just representative, I suppose, of 'waiting' for other things in my life. It's like playing duck, duck, goose, and never getting to be the goose.
And, through my complaints, I do realize that I'm pretty damn lucky to be able to go on vacation at all. Even a day OFF is a vacation enough; I don't mean that like, I need a trip or a beach or a tan, I just need OUT of the daily grind for a few days.
Ugh. I'm so cranky. Grad school is k-i-l-l-i-n-g me.
Beware: this post is a serious whine fest:
I've never needed a vacation like I need one now, and it totally (in a jealous, bratty kind of way) pains me to hear about everyone else's plans to go tropical/mountain bound/cruising, wish them a fabulous time, and see the tans when they get back.
You know how it is. I know everyone needs a vacation as bad as I do, and we all work our butts off. It's a question of how long I can hang on for while they all let go...
Mind you, I do have Bhakti Fest coming up this Fall. I didn't forget. I know I need to be patient and wait my turn. I'm quite sick of 'waiting my turn', however. This insignificant example of waiting for my vacation is just representative, I suppose, of 'waiting' for other things in my life. It's like playing duck, duck, goose, and never getting to be the goose.
And, through my complaints, I do realize that I'm pretty damn lucky to be able to go on vacation at all. Even a day OFF is a vacation enough; I don't mean that like, I need a trip or a beach or a tan, I just need OUT of the daily grind for a few days.
Ugh. I'm so cranky. Grad school is k-i-l-l-i-n-g me.
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