Friday, November 25, 2011

Thankful

I get cranky when I don't produce something. Needless to say, I've been feeling cranky lately. It is difficult to feel guilty, though. I haven't been sitting around at all. I've just been so busy with things that aren't on my list I haven't really felt very in control of things.

I am thankful for the motivation to keep going when things get unbearable. That motivation derives from the people I love and who love me in return.

I am also thankful for a few days of peace. They have given me the time to get back into my routine and get the real stuff done.

Here are the results!






Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Remember When...

Once Upon a Time, long long ago I used to knit. There is dusty evidence of yarn wars past amongst the neglected and unfortunate shoes, socks, magazines, paintbrushes, pins and various other items in the forgotten house at playground drive. This was back when people were responsible and took care of themselves and their needs, rather than their wants.

That was a long long time ago. This was when I did my job and not 5 other people's jobs. It's a funny thing being pegged as responsible (ick, my inner child curdles at the very mention of such a characteristic!) these days it means..."HERE take mine too! You're so good at it!" For some reason people consider a responsible person something of a curbside drop off. Dump your stuff HERE! Soon the curbside is no longer a curbside with dandelion's and crickets basking in the sun, but more of a hot messy trash heap with too much going on, and not enough space.

That's how I feel this year. I keep looking at my blog thinking I should post something on it. I chastise myself for not being more productive. I had awesome goals before, a LIST full. I can't remember where it is. The only thing I can see right now is my third cup of coffee, a stack of papers to grade that is as thick as the family bible, and a bunch of emails I have to read begging me to do more.

All I really want to do is knit, read, and nap. If everyone could take their own responsibilities back and reread their job titles that would help me out a lot. I am certain it would clear up the pimples, relieve the knot in my shoulder blade, defog my brain and loosen up my facial expression.

CHEERS! BACK TO WORK!

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Asante Sahna Squash Banahnah...


You are a baboon...and I am not! I think Rafiki got it right. Sometimes I feel like I am surrounded, but really I am the crazy one.


Life has taken some wild back roads lately. This project was started in the middle of summer when I had no worries ...I thought for the rest of my days. Alas, I had to work again. Lots of changes swept me right off balance just when I perfected the tree pose and my yoga in the park days were done. I always try to finish what I start however.


Yoga bag completed, which is good. I have hung up my yoga mat for the foreseeable future theoretically, and now I can hang it up in reality as well.


At the end of yoga sessions we say...I forget. I always say it, but I always think ASANTE SAHNA SQUASH BANAHNAH when I am saying it. I have been informed by my bestie that the word is NAMASTE.


Therefore I had to ask my friend, given my brainfart. Angela, I didn't want to give out your phone number so I had to cut off your name in my screen capture, but you are the Yogi to my Boo boo when it comes to nonsense!


Sometimes I have no clue what I am trying to attain, but then again, sometimes it's the simple things, like finishing what you start that give me the feeling of NAMASTE (not the Rafiki version).






This is the park that I used to YOGA IT UP in.