At least you'd think so, judging by the punditry and the responses to maybe letting diplomacy work before we bomb the crap out of another country.
As always, please feel free to disagree.
But the level of rhetoric, on all sides, is making me dizzy.
I'll state my opinion, and leave it at that. We are s-l-o-w-l-y climbing out of the most severe economic crisis since the Great Depression. We are still involved in a war in Afghanistan. We just got out of Iraq. We are cutting programs left and right that were designed to help the neediest. We're facing another battle over the budget. We cannot collectively agree on the color of an orange. We are up the proverbial creek.
I feel for the people of Syria, and Libya, and Egypt, and Israel, and Palestine. I hurt for everyone who is suffering, especially the refugees, particularly families who have lost everything, including loved ones. But we have a United Nations for a reason. So that one country cannot, and does not, become the World's Police. For the sake of the entire world, AND that one nation.
We are war-weary. There are so many dead, all across the world. So many who are alive, but broken. Physically, mentally, spiritually, emotionally. All over the world. My husband works for the VA clinic, and he sees so much of it every day.
Call me naive (you'd hardly be the first), but I think we're at a point at which we HAVE to look beyond the usual, short-term solutions. Or else we are well and truly screwed. And we HAVE to get beyond the finger-pointing and partisan politics.
Basically, we have to grow the hell up!
People were killed in one of the most horrific ways possible. get the evidence, get it to the Hague, and charge those responsible with war crimes.
I'm not optimistic. We've gotten to the point we're winning the argument is more important than the welfare of the many. When it's more important to try and screw the other guy than it is to figure out a solution to extremely difficult, complex issues that have no easy answers.
1,000 years ago, Damascus was the jewel of the middle east. It was advanced, urbane, the equivalent of a modern-day New York, London, Madrid, etc. Which makes me wonder, where will WE be in a thousand years? Will we even still be here, or will we have blown ourselves off the face of the planet? If we ARE here, what, exactly, will we be?
We're arriving at a crossroads, I think. We can either follow the path to our own destruction, or do the hard work of trying to be better, rather than trying to prove ourselves right.
Sorry to get all political, again. But I had to get that off my chest.
We will return to our regularly-scheduled kvetching soon. :)
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Thursday, September 5, 2013
D'Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
That's pretty much what happens when I sit down to write.
I have a great imagination, if I do say so myself. And I do. Heck I've got to say SOMETHING positive! I mean, it's not like I hit the genetic lottery, or have a photographic memory, or any understanding of anything mathematical or scientific. Or even have, y'know, rhythm. I can't draw, I don't play any instruments.
BUT, in my brain, when I'm alone, I'm Noel Coward, Dorothy Parker, and Oscar Wilde all rolled into one. Sometimes, when I'm relaxed & with people I know, it leaks out.
But put me in front of a computer, or give me pen & paper, and...
Nada. Zip. Zero. NO.THING.
My fertile imagination becomes as dry as Bridalveil Falls in August. After a drought. (That's a Yosemite reference. I was going to say something about a post-menopausal woman in a desert, but that just seems too mean. And seeing as I'll be there in about a decade, not funny, dammit!)
So, I'm looking for inspiration. Luckily, it can apparently be found nearby, and for free. Because of Meetup. There are all these groups online, for just about any interest you can conceive of, and I'm gonna find me one for creative-types.
Because that's what I am. Or at least, what I used to be. Before my kids came along and sucked every last bit of creativity, originality, and will to live out of my marrow, leaving me the hollowed-out husk that I am today. (Kidding! Mostly.)
But, now that they're...wait for it...
******BACK IN SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!******* (Cue Hosanas, glitter, falling balloons, released doves, celestial light...)
I can spend more time on Stuff I Like. I just signed up for the improv class (yay!), and will be searching the interwebs for Meetup groups nearby. I'm also going to try Aikido. (Which will come in handy if these Meetup groups are not what they seem.)
Yup. I'll be a busy little bee for the next few months.
I'm also, and this is TRES exciting, going to go back to the theater company from whence my professional self sprouted all those years ago! Every summer they have a week-long teacher-training workshop. It's like a condensed version of the month-long training they have for actors (which I took-gulp-21 years ago. But the focus, obviously, is on teaching rather than performing. About making Shakespeare accessible and entertaining, rather than just having students sit at their desks and read it aloud, thereby ensuring a lifelong hatred of the Bard. I'm not sure exactly when it will be, but Hubby & I have discussed it, and I'm gonna go for it. I also get a discount, since I'm still considered a company member. Score! (I am SO talking like it's still the 90's!)
This is all assuming, of course, that we're still here and haven't blown ourselves off the planet.
Oy.
But I'm going to try and stay positive, even with all the crap going on.
Speaking of staying positive, I've been keeping up with the yoga. Along with a bit of walking, cycling, and barre work. Just adding 10-15 minutes of it, because the yoga has been fairly intense. The nice thing is that these days there are some really great yoga classes online. A lot of them are even free. Or, you can get a month-long online membership for the same price as a single class.
I still prefer to practice in a class setting, but it's not always possible (or affordable). Always nice to have options. Soon, however, I will be combining my classes with my "Ultimate Yogi" DVDs.
(Did I mention I was able to get the set for $25? Because I did a big Amazon trade-in deal, and got $100 in credit. Yahoo!)
So that's what's up, kids. In a couple of hours I'll be taking myself over to the multiplex to see "The World's End." Could use a good laugh right now.
And here's hoping it doesn't happen literally.
On that note,
LATERS!
I have a great imagination, if I do say so myself. And I do. Heck I've got to say SOMETHING positive! I mean, it's not like I hit the genetic lottery, or have a photographic memory, or any understanding of anything mathematical or scientific. Or even have, y'know, rhythm. I can't draw, I don't play any instruments.
BUT, in my brain, when I'm alone, I'm Noel Coward, Dorothy Parker, and Oscar Wilde all rolled into one. Sometimes, when I'm relaxed & with people I know, it leaks out.
But put me in front of a computer, or give me pen & paper, and...
Nada. Zip. Zero. NO.THING.
My fertile imagination becomes as dry as Bridalveil Falls in August. After a drought. (That's a Yosemite reference. I was going to say something about a post-menopausal woman in a desert, but that just seems too mean. And seeing as I'll be there in about a decade, not funny, dammit!)
So, I'm looking for inspiration. Luckily, it can apparently be found nearby, and for free. Because of Meetup. There are all these groups online, for just about any interest you can conceive of, and I'm gonna find me one for creative-types.
Because that's what I am. Or at least, what I used to be. Before my kids came along and sucked every last bit of creativity, originality, and will to live out of my marrow, leaving me the hollowed-out husk that I am today. (Kidding! Mostly.)
But, now that they're...wait for it...
******BACK IN SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!******* (Cue Hosanas, glitter, falling balloons, released doves, celestial light...)
I can spend more time on Stuff I Like. I just signed up for the improv class (yay!), and will be searching the interwebs for Meetup groups nearby. I'm also going to try Aikido. (Which will come in handy if these Meetup groups are not what they seem.)
Yup. I'll be a busy little bee for the next few months.
I'm also, and this is TRES exciting, going to go back to the theater company from whence my professional self sprouted all those years ago! Every summer they have a week-long teacher-training workshop. It's like a condensed version of the month-long training they have for actors (which I took-gulp-21 years ago. But the focus, obviously, is on teaching rather than performing. About making Shakespeare accessible and entertaining, rather than just having students sit at their desks and read it aloud, thereby ensuring a lifelong hatred of the Bard. I'm not sure exactly when it will be, but Hubby & I have discussed it, and I'm gonna go for it. I also get a discount, since I'm still considered a company member. Score! (I am SO talking like it's still the 90's!)
This is all assuming, of course, that we're still here and haven't blown ourselves off the planet.
Oy.
But I'm going to try and stay positive, even with all the crap going on.
Speaking of staying positive, I've been keeping up with the yoga. Along with a bit of walking, cycling, and barre work. Just adding 10-15 minutes of it, because the yoga has been fairly intense. The nice thing is that these days there are some really great yoga classes online. A lot of them are even free. Or, you can get a month-long online membership for the same price as a single class.
I still prefer to practice in a class setting, but it's not always possible (or affordable). Always nice to have options. Soon, however, I will be combining my classes with my "Ultimate Yogi" DVDs.
(Did I mention I was able to get the set for $25? Because I did a big Amazon trade-in deal, and got $100 in credit. Yahoo!)
So that's what's up, kids. In a couple of hours I'll be taking myself over to the multiplex to see "The World's End." Could use a good laugh right now.
And here's hoping it doesn't happen literally.
On that note,
LATERS!
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Going Through to get Out
Not entirely sure what's going on in these brain of mine, but I recently signed up for a 10-day cleanse (gentle: With solid food and a decided lack of colonics), I'm in the midst of the Exhale Core Fusion 30-Day sculpt, and then I'm going to start Ultimate Yogi, which is 108 straight days of yoga. Taking breaks as needed, of course. Since the kids are (nearly) back in school, I'm sure the viruses will be rearing their ugly heads around here before too long, as school-age kids are basically petri dishes with limbs.
But we'll see how it goes. I'm taking some time off after the kids are back in school. Not actively looking for teaching gigs right away. Partly because my in-laws are going to Hawaii for 2 moths and we won't have child care, but also because, well, I REALLY need to learn classroom management! It's the one area I never really got much training in. Plus, I want to focus a bit on my own creative processes, which will make me a better teacher.
Add to that, there's just not a whole lot of opportunities right now, so even if I WERE looking to teach, well, I'd be out of luck.
Feeling INCREDIBLY anxious today. Part of it is facing up to all the crap, taking initiative, speaking up, etc. It scares the heck out of me, but I'm doing it. I know it's going to change the dynamics of some relationships. Hopefully for the better. But, y'know, the only way out is through, and all that.
Yesterday I heard an interview with Dr. Mark Epstein, who is a Buddhist psychiatrist. He has a new book out called "The Trauma of Everyday Life" in which he says that while everyone will experience major trauma at come point (the death of a loved one, for example), there are also smaller traumas, like loneliness and fear. We don't think of these things as traumatic, necessarily, but we react in the same way: Immediately trying to get rid of the feeling, or numb it, or push it away, rather than let ourselves experience it. And of we DO let ourselves feel it, it will teach us something.
For me, today, that has certainly been true.
**It's now a few hours later, and I'm feeling a WHOLE lot better. Had a conversation (texting) that needed to be had, and it went very well. Also introduced LG to the joys of rollerblading in the (cement-covered) front yard, and believe I have created a monster. Oh, and WG had a little accident in her pull-up. Well, not that little. Well, not exactly IN her pull-up, if you catch my drift.
Yeah. Yuck.
But she's clean, the sheets & blanket are in the washing machine, and all is well.
And a lot less smelly.
Now LG is conducting scientific experiments in his bath. Better go make sure he doesn't get TOO messy. Or, y'know, blow up the house.
G'night!
But we'll see how it goes. I'm taking some time off after the kids are back in school. Not actively looking for teaching gigs right away. Partly because my in-laws are going to Hawaii for 2 moths and we won't have child care, but also because, well, I REALLY need to learn classroom management! It's the one area I never really got much training in. Plus, I want to focus a bit on my own creative processes, which will make me a better teacher.
Add to that, there's just not a whole lot of opportunities right now, so even if I WERE looking to teach, well, I'd be out of luck.
Feeling INCREDIBLY anxious today. Part of it is facing up to all the crap, taking initiative, speaking up, etc. It scares the heck out of me, but I'm doing it. I know it's going to change the dynamics of some relationships. Hopefully for the better. But, y'know, the only way out is through, and all that.
Yesterday I heard an interview with Dr. Mark Epstein, who is a Buddhist psychiatrist. He has a new book out called "The Trauma of Everyday Life" in which he says that while everyone will experience major trauma at come point (the death of a loved one, for example), there are also smaller traumas, like loneliness and fear. We don't think of these things as traumatic, necessarily, but we react in the same way: Immediately trying to get rid of the feeling, or numb it, or push it away, rather than let ourselves experience it. And of we DO let ourselves feel it, it will teach us something.
For me, today, that has certainly been true.
**It's now a few hours later, and I'm feeling a WHOLE lot better. Had a conversation (texting) that needed to be had, and it went very well. Also introduced LG to the joys of rollerblading in the (cement-covered) front yard, and believe I have created a monster. Oh, and WG had a little accident in her pull-up. Well, not that little. Well, not exactly IN her pull-up, if you catch my drift.
Yeah. Yuck.
But she's clean, the sheets & blanket are in the washing machine, and all is well.
And a lot less smelly.
Now LG is conducting scientific experiments in his bath. Better go make sure he doesn't get TOO messy. Or, y'know, blow up the house.
G'night!
Friday, August 23, 2013
Bittersweetness
We're back from Yosemite. It was a very nice trip (aside from the meltdowns and WG's refusal to sleep), but also sad. We were hiking around on Wednesday, and made it to the top of Glacier Point, where we saw a massive plume of smoke. Turns out there's a huge wildfire raging near the west entrance to the park. In Groveland, near where we usually stay. (This time there were no motel rooms available, so we decided to try a place by the south entrance. We were lucky, because everyone on the west side is being evacuated.) The fire got worse last night, going from 5% contained to 2%, and has burned over 150,000 acres so far. Last I checked it hadn't reached inside the park, but that was a few hours ago.
Groveland is a very small town that is pretty much entirely dependent on Yosemite tourism, financially. Especially this time of year. Folks are losing their homes AND their livlihoods, and it's just horrible.
But, we're home. And until tomorrow night, we have the house to ourselves. I'd forgotten what that was like. It's awfully nice, and I don't know when it'll ever happen again.
There are a couple of nice homes nearby for sale: small, single-story, would be perfect for us. However we are NOT prepared to spend over a million dollars on a 3 bedroom, 2 bath house on a postage stamp-sized lot, even if we had the money.
Forgive me if I'm grumpier than usual. I've had a lot of time to think lately, and there's a lot I'm not happy with. There are things that still need changing, and I need the courage to change them. Or to simply speak up in order to bring about that change.
And, as I've mentioned before, the school year needs to start, like, yesterday! WG goes back Monday, but LG doesn't start until the 3rd. 3 months of Camp Mom is waaaaaaaaaaaaay too much!
I'm also realizing fully how stressful I find our current living situation. And I need to take steps to deal with that, because it won't be changing any time in the near future. It's funny how chronic stress can become so normal you don't even realize it's there.
On a MUCH happier note, I just found out that a friend of mine is teaching Improv at A.C.T in the city. And since I've been looking for a class, it seems pretty perfect.
Anyway, got to get to bed. I need some sleep! :)
Groveland is a very small town that is pretty much entirely dependent on Yosemite tourism, financially. Especially this time of year. Folks are losing their homes AND their livlihoods, and it's just horrible.
But, we're home. And until tomorrow night, we have the house to ourselves. I'd forgotten what that was like. It's awfully nice, and I don't know when it'll ever happen again.
There are a couple of nice homes nearby for sale: small, single-story, would be perfect for us. However we are NOT prepared to spend over a million dollars on a 3 bedroom, 2 bath house on a postage stamp-sized lot, even if we had the money.
Forgive me if I'm grumpier than usual. I've had a lot of time to think lately, and there's a lot I'm not happy with. There are things that still need changing, and I need the courage to change them. Or to simply speak up in order to bring about that change.
And, as I've mentioned before, the school year needs to start, like, yesterday! WG goes back Monday, but LG doesn't start until the 3rd. 3 months of Camp Mom is waaaaaaaaaaaaay too much!
I'm also realizing fully how stressful I find our current living situation. And I need to take steps to deal with that, because it won't be changing any time in the near future. It's funny how chronic stress can become so normal you don't even realize it's there.
On a MUCH happier note, I just found out that a friend of mine is teaching Improv at A.C.T in the city. And since I've been looking for a class, it seems pretty perfect.
Anyway, got to get to bed. I need some sleep! :)
Saturday, August 17, 2013
It's Easy Drinking Green
As I've mentioned (a few too many times) here, I've been juicing. Most concoctions have consisted of a nice mix of fruit & veg. However, I've been avoiding green juices, imagining having to choke them down the same way I did cough syrup when I was 6 and had the flu.
But this morning I threw 2 handfuls of spinach, an apple, and half a lemon into the juicer. And nothing else. And y'know what? It was DELICIOUS! I made some for Hubby, and he drank it right down, as well.
So I've been combing through my recipe books and looking at other juice/smoothie concoctions, and, being the dork I am, I cannot wait to drag the kids to the produce section with me!
I'm hoping to get them to try some, as well. There are a number of kid-friendly (read: can't taste the green stuff) recipes, so who knows?
It's even got me thinking about doing a 1 or 2 day juice/smoothie cleanse. Now would be a good time, seeing as I'm kinda stuck in or near the house most of the time.
Do I dare? :)
Maybe 1 day.
To start.
I find myself increasingly drawn toward whole, fresh foods. Like big salads with kale, beets, & avocado, with homemade dressing, or sashimi (I found a nearby store that sells amazing sushi-grade, very fresh fish), veggie soup, that sort of thing. Of course, part of that is the fact that it's summer, it's hot, and all this amazing produce is in season. It may be that, come December, the rainy (but thankfully not freezing) weather will have me craving more hearty fare. But stuff like pizza, pasta, rice w/meat, all the things that were staples for so long, aren't as appealing to me.
Maybe I've just burned out on them, lol!
And we're almost at the end of Heck Week. I MIGHT even be able to go to yoga class tonight if Hubbs get out of rehearsal early. We shall see. Next week he's on vacation and we take our Yosemite trip. WOO-HOO!!!!!
But this morning I threw 2 handfuls of spinach, an apple, and half a lemon into the juicer. And nothing else. And y'know what? It was DELICIOUS! I made some for Hubby, and he drank it right down, as well.
So I've been combing through my recipe books and looking at other juice/smoothie concoctions, and, being the dork I am, I cannot wait to drag the kids to the produce section with me!
I'm hoping to get them to try some, as well. There are a number of kid-friendly (read: can't taste the green stuff) recipes, so who knows?
It's even got me thinking about doing a 1 or 2 day juice/smoothie cleanse. Now would be a good time, seeing as I'm kinda stuck in or near the house most of the time.
Do I dare? :)
Maybe 1 day.
To start.
I find myself increasingly drawn toward whole, fresh foods. Like big salads with kale, beets, & avocado, with homemade dressing, or sashimi (I found a nearby store that sells amazing sushi-grade, very fresh fish), veggie soup, that sort of thing. Of course, part of that is the fact that it's summer, it's hot, and all this amazing produce is in season. It may be that, come December, the rainy (but thankfully not freezing) weather will have me craving more hearty fare. But stuff like pizza, pasta, rice w/meat, all the things that were staples for so long, aren't as appealing to me.
Maybe I've just burned out on them, lol!
And we're almost at the end of Heck Week. I MIGHT even be able to go to yoga class tonight if Hubbs get out of rehearsal early. We shall see. Next week he's on vacation and we take our Yosemite trip. WOO-HOO!!!!!
Monday, August 12, 2013
If Only I Had a TARDIS. (And, Y'know, If Only They Actually Existed...)
A few years ago, my brother, who does Stuff for the Government, was in town on a Job. He couldn't talk about it, but it was at a nearby lab. I asked if he or anyone else was working on transporter technology. He gave me his patented long-suffering-older-brother look and said "No." So I replied with "OK, but when you say no, what you really mean is..." And HE said "I REALLY mean no."
Ah well.
Because I could use some more time. I'm sure we ALL could. But I realized this morning, as I was driving my in-laws to the airport for their 2 week Vegas vacay, that NONE of my time is my own, even when the kids are in school. I'm usually either working, cleaning, or taking care of something FOR the kids.
It felt weird driving this morning, because my kids weren't in the car. My S-I-L was watching them until I got back. After 3 months of hauling 1 or both with me everywhere, it was odd not having them. And let's face it, I've spent the better part of the past 12 years hauling 1 or 2 kids around.
Tomorrow I'll take my mom to the airport. The kids will come along, since there's no one to watch them. We'll go to the grocery store and then the park, and then we'll relax at home. Hubby has a performance, so he won't be home until late at night. Over the weekend, we'll once again be dog sitting. Which isn't hard, as the dog mainly, well, sits. When he's not sleeping. The hardest part is making sure he gets outside to do his business once in a while.
It also hit me that I REALLY need to get going on the things I've been SAYING I'm going to do. Like that improv class. And getting a regular, dependable sitter. And new headshots. And figuring out what my Equity/SAG/AFTRA status actually is.
And to STOP feeling guilty for not making much (if any) money! I'm not being lazy! I AM working, I just don't get paid!
In the meantime, we just need to get through the week. Then Hubby's off, and we go to Yosemite.
BTW, apropos of nothing, last night I dreamt I was going back to my old Shakespeare company, where I not only saw all my old buddies, but met up with Benedict Cumberbatch. And Colin Firth came with me for the ride, except he wanted to take bicycles instead of my car. Let me tell ya, biking the full length of the Massachusetts Turnpike is not easy! I was exhausted when I woke up! :)
Why can't I just have celebrity sex dreams like a normal person?!?!?!
Ah well.
Because I could use some more time. I'm sure we ALL could. But I realized this morning, as I was driving my in-laws to the airport for their 2 week Vegas vacay, that NONE of my time is my own, even when the kids are in school. I'm usually either working, cleaning, or taking care of something FOR the kids.
It felt weird driving this morning, because my kids weren't in the car. My S-I-L was watching them until I got back. After 3 months of hauling 1 or both with me everywhere, it was odd not having them. And let's face it, I've spent the better part of the past 12 years hauling 1 or 2 kids around.
Tomorrow I'll take my mom to the airport. The kids will come along, since there's no one to watch them. We'll go to the grocery store and then the park, and then we'll relax at home. Hubby has a performance, so he won't be home until late at night. Over the weekend, we'll once again be dog sitting. Which isn't hard, as the dog mainly, well, sits. When he's not sleeping. The hardest part is making sure he gets outside to do his business once in a while.
It also hit me that I REALLY need to get going on the things I've been SAYING I'm going to do. Like that improv class. And getting a regular, dependable sitter. And new headshots. And figuring out what my Equity/SAG/AFTRA status actually is.
And to STOP feeling guilty for not making much (if any) money! I'm not being lazy! I AM working, I just don't get paid!
In the meantime, we just need to get through the week. Then Hubby's off, and we go to Yosemite.
BTW, apropos of nothing, last night I dreamt I was going back to my old Shakespeare company, where I not only saw all my old buddies, but met up with Benedict Cumberbatch. And Colin Firth came with me for the ride, except he wanted to take bicycles instead of my car. Let me tell ya, biking the full length of the Massachusetts Turnpike is not easy! I was exhausted when I woke up! :)
Why can't I just have celebrity sex dreams like a normal person?!?!?!
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Camp Mom
Holy Cannoli I'm tired!
Nothing new, I suppose. But after 2 weeks of WG while LG finished up summer school, then 4 weeks of LG while WG was in summer school, and now a week of both (with 2 1/2 to go), I'm running out of brain-building ideas to keep them happy, active, and for tiring them out.
Of course, we swim nearly every day. And my mom's in town now for a few days, so we'll be over at her hotel using that pool. Y'know, for a change of scenery. And in 2 weeks we're going to Yosemite!!!!!!!! :)
Then WG will be back in school, and LG a week after that.
Next week, however, Hubby will be in rehearsals/performance, and my mom will be back home. So it's just me, aaaaaaallllllll day and into the evening.
Zoiks!
But, if I do say so myself, I think I've done a pretty good job so far of keeping them active & interested. We're all pretty tired at the end of the day, and they've been sleeping well.
And I have my twice-weekly yoga to keep me sane. Well, except for next week.
*sigh*
But, before we know it, the new school year will have begun, and I will have a break.
Y'know what I'd REALLY like to do? Go to one of he plush spas in Calistoga, by the natural hot springs, get a room with a comfy king-sized bed, and be placed into a medically induced coma for a week.
Followed by a day or two of springs-soaking and massage.
But that's probably not gonna happen.
In Geek News (Best if read in an old-timey newsreel-type of voice): The past few days have been a huge boon for nerds and bookworms everywhere! Starting with the release of the 26-second teaser-trailer for season 3 of "Sherlock," followed shortly by the announcement of the new "Doctor Who" (Peter Capaldi!!!!!!!! I'm so excited!!!!!!!), and then wrapping up with today's publication of "Undead & Unsure," the 12th installment of Maryjanice Davidson's "Queen Betsy" series! There hasn't been this much excitement in Nerdville since the return of "Star Trek!"
OK. Calming breaths.
Have I mentioned that I am now officially 44? As of last Wednesday, when Hubby took me to the city for sushi, and I wore my brand-new jeans that my S-I-L bought for me. The jeans I've since worn 5 times. The jeans I'm wearing now. It's kind of a big deal, because I've been living in yoga pants for 7 years. Ever since the weight started creeping on.
I used to live in jeans and tank tops. But then I got fat & self-conscious & I put them away. But last Wednesday, along with my new jeans, I wore an old tank top. And danged if I didn't feel sexy! I've been wearing that tank top along with the jeans.
I need to get more pairs of jeans and some more tanks.
I've also been looking at the Daily Hiit workouts. Holy moly! But they look fab, and I'll probably start doing them next week. I'll build up to it, maybe starting with 2x/week. I'm getting stronger and fitter, and my 40's are shaping up (har har!) to be the best decade yet.
OK, off to relax. Read some more "Queen Betsy" and surf Tumblr. :)
Nighty-night, ducks!
Nothing new, I suppose. But after 2 weeks of WG while LG finished up summer school, then 4 weeks of LG while WG was in summer school, and now a week of both (with 2 1/2 to go), I'm running out of brain-building ideas to keep them happy, active, and for tiring them out.
Of course, we swim nearly every day. And my mom's in town now for a few days, so we'll be over at her hotel using that pool. Y'know, for a change of scenery. And in 2 weeks we're going to Yosemite!!!!!!!! :)
Then WG will be back in school, and LG a week after that.
Next week, however, Hubby will be in rehearsals/performance, and my mom will be back home. So it's just me, aaaaaaallllllll day and into the evening.
Zoiks!
But, if I do say so myself, I think I've done a pretty good job so far of keeping them active & interested. We're all pretty tired at the end of the day, and they've been sleeping well.
And I have my twice-weekly yoga to keep me sane. Well, except for next week.
*sigh*
But, before we know it, the new school year will have begun, and I will have a break.
Y'know what I'd REALLY like to do? Go to one of he plush spas in Calistoga, by the natural hot springs, get a room with a comfy king-sized bed, and be placed into a medically induced coma for a week.
Followed by a day or two of springs-soaking and massage.
But that's probably not gonna happen.
In Geek News (Best if read in an old-timey newsreel-type of voice): The past few days have been a huge boon for nerds and bookworms everywhere! Starting with the release of the 26-second teaser-trailer for season 3 of "Sherlock," followed shortly by the announcement of the new "Doctor Who" (Peter Capaldi!!!!!!!! I'm so excited!!!!!!!), and then wrapping up with today's publication of "Undead & Unsure," the 12th installment of Maryjanice Davidson's "Queen Betsy" series! There hasn't been this much excitement in Nerdville since the return of "Star Trek!"
OK. Calming breaths.
Have I mentioned that I am now officially 44? As of last Wednesday, when Hubby took me to the city for sushi, and I wore my brand-new jeans that my S-I-L bought for me. The jeans I've since worn 5 times. The jeans I'm wearing now. It's kind of a big deal, because I've been living in yoga pants for 7 years. Ever since the weight started creeping on.
I used to live in jeans and tank tops. But then I got fat & self-conscious & I put them away. But last Wednesday, along with my new jeans, I wore an old tank top. And danged if I didn't feel sexy! I've been wearing that tank top along with the jeans.
I need to get more pairs of jeans and some more tanks.
I've also been looking at the Daily Hiit workouts. Holy moly! But they look fab, and I'll probably start doing them next week. I'll build up to it, maybe starting with 2x/week. I'm getting stronger and fitter, and my 40's are shaping up (har har!) to be the best decade yet.
OK, off to relax. Read some more "Queen Betsy" and surf Tumblr. :)
Nighty-night, ducks!
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