Constant Commentary

Everything I do the past couple days feels like "the last time I...." This is the last time I will buy Jessi Almond milk. This is the last time Jessi will be able to come to yoga with me. To Sean, "Next weekend when you come home from Dad's, it will be just the 3 of us." I realize that none of those things are probably true.  She will be home in the summers, and for breaks, but it will be different.  She's a GROWN UP now.  How did that happen!?  And she's not even 'just a grown-up'.... She is an amazing woman!! Who knows what she wants and just goes out and gets it. Who knows the difference between right and wrong, but also can see the grey. Who is a 'good girl' ....but isn't afraid it be a little bad sometimes! Who is incredibly considerate to the feelings of others. Who is the perfect balance of sassy and sweet.  OK, maybe not really.  Maybe 80% sassy....... Anyhoo... I am going to miss her like crazy.  Last night

I have taken yoga classes in the past.  In full disclosure I have also been pretty much kicked out of yoga classes in the past thanks to my BFF Nicole and my inability to take things seriously and not laugh our asses off at our yoga ineptness. Last week I started taking a class at my gym called BodyFlow.   Here's the "official" description... "BODYFLOW™ is the Yoga, Tai Chi, Pilates workout that builds flexibility and strength and leaves you feeling centered and calm. Controlled breathing, concentration and a carefully structured series of stretches, moves and poses to music create a holistic workout that brings the body into a state of harmony and balance." But this class is different... and these days... so am I! Oh I am still inept.  And grossly uncoordinated.  And I have NO BALANCE WHATSOEVER!  And I still get laughing about it.  But this class is in a dark room so my weeble-wobble self feels almost invisible.  AND it has loud 'non-yogai