So as it turns out I'm not Wonder Woman after all. I can't write and meditate and blog and strength train and get in 10 thousand steps and teach Power Yoga and clean the studio and walk Boomer. Today I crashed and burned. No writing. No meditation this morning either. (But that will get done … Continue reading Dropped the ball
I spent all day cleaning: mopping, cleaning out cabinets, doing dishes, organizing. At the end of 5 hours, there was still a lot to do. Cleaning is the act of rolling a boulder up a mountain, getting to the top, then watching it roll back down. Cleaning is never done. It is like eating. You … Continue reading Cleaning, blah
My tooth of doom. Number 15. Upper left, all the way in the back. My periodontist has been "worried" about this tooth for years. Every time I go he says, “I’m worried about this tooth.” Every time he says that I think to myself: “I’m gonna die with this goddamn tooth, Buster.” He’s cute, but … Continue reading Tooth of Doom
So it is 3 weeks today of this austerity diet and I am getting tired. Literally tired. I want one cup of coffee. That's all. One cup of coffee in the morning. But then last night, I also wanted one glass of wine. One glass of wine. In the evening. Is that so bad? But … Continue reading Getting Tired of This Detox Life
I am sitting here on the couch with the headphones on because the basketball game is on and I can’t really write with that blithering in my head. I am in my 2nd day of no coffee and I think my eyes are getting worse, not better. I know 2 days isn’t much, but I … Continue reading Winter, enough.
I love coffee so much. I have an Verismo espresso machine, a milk frother to make lattes, , a pour-over thing if I want a one cup of perfectly brewed coffee, and a hot water kettle with a goose-neck spout for directing the hot water precisely over the grounds. I also have a french press … Continue reading No Coffee, No Prana
Today I got around to doing my taxes and it turns out, for the 11th year in a row, I made no money. Once again, I operated at a loss. I am really a happy person as long as I don’t have to consciously face the fact that I make no money. But as soon … Continue reading Circling the drain at tax time
This is the view from the windowseat, where I am lying now, sipping wine, staring through the window, thinking that I probably should Windex the dog's nose prints from the window before I take this picture, but I'm too lazy. If you follow me on Pinterest you know that I love windowseats. This one, the … Continue reading Staring out the Window
I've been feeling kinda crabby for the past few days. Maybe it's the cold, or the wind, but something is deranging my dosha. Then, to make matters worse, I just happened to read an account of some mean-spirited interchanges between some people I know, and I was like, "Whoah. This simply will not do." Everyone, … Continue reading Sending Good Vibes
Every time I settle on the couch with a cookie, Boomer is all over me like white on rice. Go away, pest!