A lovely weekend
Hey folks. You might guess, that it is once more a Sunday afternoon adn I'm catching up on things around the house. I am kind of lazy today but trying to get the essentials done so that I don't get caught with my shorts down on Monday morning. (now isn't THAT a visual you wanted to go to! Ha!)
I caught up on some yoga bookwork (finally!), did a little laundry, sent out an email to my yoga students regarding the November schedule (and specials - go to Better Life Through Yoga to check out the information), started supper (baked chicken, smashed tators, vegetables with cheese sauce - YUM!), and am now thinking about packing my yoga bag for my wellness Yoga Basics class at a corp. here in town.
So, what have I been doing you ask? Well, hubster and I met up with some friends and went the bull-o-rama in town! Peeps - you really MUST check this out next year! It's a lot of fun (well, not if you're the poor schmuck who gets his face full of dirt as he's tossed head-over-tea kettle in to the dirt from a 1800 lb bull). I mean, MAN! these guys deserve a metal - or a trip to the funny farm to have their head examined. Now, some of them are older adrenaline junkie freaks who SHOULD know better - but then there are these cute lil cowboy kids (I swear, I have shoes older than some of them!) that DON'T know any better. Here they are, tied on to the back of this 1800lb slab of muscled meat that can't wait to git rid of the pesty human sittin on his back. They have one goal and one goal only - pain! YIKES! We had a good time though and I said a few thank you's to the c'boys who managed to hang on the whole 8 seconds without gettin hurt. They put on a good show and we had a good time. Laurie, if you're lookin at this, I just NOW got the circulation back in my leg (from you grabin on to it so tight!) ~L~
Yesterday was to a friends house to help her do some stuff for her entertaining next week (daughter is getting confirmed). I couldn't stay long, but managed to help her with a few things before I had to go.
From there, home to do my own house shoveling - errr, I mean...Cleaning! Yeah, I hate it too. Much more fun to clean someone elses than to do my own.
My family had a momentous occassion last night in that my sister Judy and her husband celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary. Their children (five boys and spouses) surprised them with a get together at this quaint little place called "Friends." They were surprised as all get out. All of his brothers, and all of our family were there to share the night with them. It was good fun! My sister cried and hugged me so tight. She's such a wonderful soul (and godmother to me) and I said, "Oh my Judy, don't cry...you is s'posed to be happy." She said, "I am, my whole family is here to share our happiness." Isn't that sweet?
Well, guess I'd better go get my Yoga bag packed and my clothing selected for tomorrow. It's my long/short week ~L~ (Long days, short week with me being off on Friday!) so I like to be as prepared as possible for Mondays cuz Mondays really suck bigtime when you are caught with your shorts down! (Theres that visual again!) ~LOL~
Words of Wisdom:
That man is richest whose pleasures are cheapest. - Henry David Thoreau:
I caught up on some yoga bookwork (finally!), did a little laundry, sent out an email to my yoga students regarding the November schedule (and specials - go to Better Life Through Yoga to check out the information), started supper (baked chicken, smashed tators, vegetables with cheese sauce - YUM!), and am now thinking about packing my yoga bag for my wellness Yoga Basics class at a corp. here in town.
So, what have I been doing you ask? Well, hubster and I met up with some friends and went the bull-o-rama in town! Peeps - you really MUST check this out next year! It's a lot of fun (well, not if you're the poor schmuck who gets his face full of dirt as he's tossed head-over-tea kettle in to the dirt from a 1800 lb bull). I mean, MAN! these guys deserve a metal - or a trip to the funny farm to have their head examined. Now, some of them are older adrenaline junkie freaks who SHOULD know better - but then there are these cute lil cowboy kids (I swear, I have shoes older than some of them!) that DON'T know any better. Here they are, tied on to the back of this 1800lb slab of muscled meat that can't wait to git rid of the pesty human sittin on his back. They have one goal and one goal only - pain! YIKES! We had a good time though and I said a few thank you's to the c'boys who managed to hang on the whole 8 seconds without gettin hurt. They put on a good show and we had a good time. Laurie, if you're lookin at this, I just NOW got the circulation back in my leg (from you grabin on to it so tight!) ~L~
Yesterday was to a friends house to help her do some stuff for her entertaining next week (daughter is getting confirmed). I couldn't stay long, but managed to help her with a few things before I had to go.
From there, home to do my own house shoveling - errr, I mean...Cleaning! Yeah, I hate it too. Much more fun to clean someone elses than to do my own.
My family had a momentous occassion last night in that my sister Judy and her husband celebrated their 40th wedding anniversary. Their children (five boys and spouses) surprised them with a get together at this quaint little place called "Friends." They were surprised as all get out. All of his brothers, and all of our family were there to share the night with them. It was good fun! My sister cried and hugged me so tight. She's such a wonderful soul (and godmother to me) and I said, "Oh my Judy, don't cry...you is s'posed to be happy." She said, "I am, my whole family is here to share our happiness." Isn't that sweet?
Well, guess I'd better go get my Yoga bag packed and my clothing selected for tomorrow. It's my long/short week ~L~ (Long days, short week with me being off on Friday!) so I like to be as prepared as possible for Mondays cuz Mondays really suck bigtime when you are caught with your shorts down! (Theres that visual again!) ~LOL~
Words of Wisdom:
That man is richest whose pleasures are cheapest. - Henry David Thoreau:
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