Ode to ‘Nothing But Naughty’

Mist dressed 80’s today for spirit day at school. Yes, a little clone of me it seems.

Tabs stuffed duck has become the class mascot. He goes to school each day with her and even sits in a desk! Tabs teacher Mr. Recsky is a good sport.

Pip is sitting in my bed watching “Boogy Whale” and eating Shreddies. 

Now about that yoga again…yes, it has a habit of pointing out my anatomical abnormalities. Bikram’s pointed out that I do not sweat like other humans. I hardly sweat at all so I can not tolerate high temperatures. Ashtanga has pointed out that I have abnormally long legs and a short body. While everyone else is placing there knees in their armpits and shoulder standing, I am a fidgeting mess. Why? The length from my hip to my knee far exceeds the length from my armpit to my hip. Thus there is so way I can tuck my knees into my armpits to do a (kneeling) hand stand. And leaning over, legs spread to place head on mat? I have to pretty much do the splits. Like I said, my body is short and my legs are long. Case in point: when I’m pregnant the world knows. My belly sticks out hugely in front because there is no where for the baby to go but straight out–but that is an entire other blog “Ode to the Tummy.”

Tonight I am taking my girls to the school dance. “Shakewood Annie” is playing. Hot diggity dog!  Peter is going to return a box spring we purchased that is too long for the antique bed. He doesn’t want to come to the dance.

I have my last class tomorrow. I present. I always pick an outfit to present. One that will sell my topic. Tomorrow, my talk is quite casual thus I am wearing my cool Tommy Denim jeans, a washed out polo shirt in pale ocean blue that looks vintage, my new shoes–leather converse Mary-Jane’s and my trusty Tibetan prayer bead bracelet. Now wasn’t that an interesting outfit description?–most likely not.