Nothing but good news! Seriously, I am so waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Practice has been great. Grabbing heels in kapo, still landing Bakasana B but I'm still a little afraid and dragging my tail bcs of it. My students have been gifting me with kick ass CD's to play in class, Prana yoga pants, electronic japanese buddha thingys... Classes have been big and I have a workshop coming up and I'm going to Shiva Rea on Sat. w/ some of my girls. One of my teachers even added a 9am ashtanga improv on Mondays. I get to sleep in on Mondays! Om namah Shivayah!

Tom and I even had the best "date day" on Sunday. After my classes we ate Vietnamese food, got lit, walked around the Spectrum, got caramel apples, rode the ferris wheel, had a cocktail, watched a dumb movie, and did it. I mean really, isn't that AWESOME???It was so fun.

The rest of my life is rolling along. I mean I still have to get insurance and file for bankruptcy as I will never pay off my past hospital bills. {Grand Total exceeds $100,000} But I look forward to a clean slate, especially since I feel more in sync with my health. The second series and my wierd doctor are really bringing things together on the inside. It's quite amazing.

AND I have TOOL tickets!!!

So, I'm sure a fish will die soon, or I'll get really bad pms, or something to restore the energetic balance in my life. But until then....

rock on lil' pirates!

I haven't blogged because....


My dog ate my keyboard.
It seemed that everytime I did, somebody died.
I had the flu last week, which triggered an asthma attack, which put me in the hospital overnight.
I've been reading you guys, but just haven't until now.
One of my teachers discourgaged the spread of ashtanga misinformation via this medium.
I've been thinking about the cult of asana addiction and contemplating my worship.
I've actually been PRACTISING !
I ate too much.
I am a big loady.
Students have mentioned reading this and I've been a little skittish.
Things have been very good with everything, even with the lungs bailing, and I just haven't had anything pithy to offer.

Everything but the first one is true, but if I rolled my keyboard in cat poop, my dog WOULD eat it.

Practice news, still at bakasana B, landing them 25%, my tail is dragging a bit but I'm pretty sure I'll get it soon. Lost a little bit of the ol' bandhas with the 4 days in bed with the flu/asthma.
Handstand is my new fix. This is the year, I know it. But overall, my classes have been awesome, and I made a few sched changes and now I feel really inspired everyday. Went to Tim's Improv today. The first he's taught since before the new moon. Backbends! Hee!

Haven't surfed since the week before last. But Saturday is free and clear and I hope the weather and waves will. Trying to hit it tomorrow as well.

Take care lil' pirates, I read some of you everyday, Sash, Tiff, Julie, Boodiba, Lookydaddy..and I love to peep into your lives for a bit, you make me laugh and think, I know I should be as present for you entertainment as well. I'll try, but I gotta cut the sex, drugs, & rocknroll...down. maybe.

You only flush the ones you love............... this title was inspired by Sasha as I shared the sad news of losing my favorite fish on Monday. He was old, and I had been nursing all sorts of issues with him, popeye, anchor worms, etc. but he was pretty like a monarch butterfly and sassy and horny, father of like 20 babies. Balloon Mollie. I watched him drag his head and hide for hours Monday, I tapped and yelled as his progeny began to peck his beautiful sail fin, then after crying a few times the bf & mom both suggested I let him go with dignity. This means a quick flush. Since Tom and I are anxious yet haphazard aquarians we only flush the ones we can't bear to be eaten {our tank is 45 gallons with precarious rock formations, removal requires a lot}. So sobbing, I flushed my little guy. I couldn't use the bathroom for a day. I know this blog has had a lot of death recently. What can I say. Please make it stop.

On the lighter side I've had wonderful practices, a raise, new poses! bakasana B, jumped into crow on jan.1st IN FRONT OF THE BIG GUY!! It was even documented by Julie {thx Julie!}. After a few face plants mind you, but I landed HEE! Tom is doing wonderful, business is ok, not really much to blog....

Shiva Rea came down last Sunday to turn us into water tigers. It was quite....WAHAAAAA!!!!!
Hmmm... does that describe it? Arms waving, lunging, breathing with the whole body, sweat pouring. I had a chat with her and some other teachers {we were all front and center like rockstars in training} which was awesome until I verklempt while thanking her like a big dork. Tim and Diana have made me cry too, so whatever, but I still feel a wee bit lame.

I know what will fix this! Sharing disturbing thoughts!

I watch a lot of bizarre TV. My fav's South Park, CSI, TopChef, ANTM, Forensic Files, Seinfeld, Charmed {for the boobs naturally, whichever way will they go??} Project Runway, etc.
Just caught a bit of Gary Ridgway "Green River Killer". Evidently during 92-97 he was really far too busy to kill that often bcs he was working for Amway & GOING TO CHURCH. Wasn't the BTK guy like a leader in his church? WTF. Why is church so popular with the Serials and Pedofiles? Is it opposites attract or maybe all the violent imagery turns them on....?

Sometimes I feel sorry for God. Then I go all "God is Everything" and just feel sorry.

Cheers!

I didn't know Sean that well, but I wanted to. He was a good friend of some of my girls in SD and I had practiced next to him a few times at Tim's. This is the saddest thing I have heard. Freeway accident. I'm so sorry for everyone who knew Sean, and to those, like me, who admired his practice and would've liked the chance to know him better.

This is just so sad.

namaste'

I have $150 left in the bank.............................And I'm almost done shopping. Man, the stress of shopping and driving this year is like really bad crack. I took off last week to play with Sasha up in Davis, which was delightful until I woke up the morning of my departure with a particularly explosive version of the stomach flu. TC literally leapt out of the bathroom for me a few times. Fortunately, well for me, they had all had this flu so they were knowledgeable and compassionate, which is nice when spewing noxious substances. I made it home and am back in the saddle, plan to practice at Tim's tomorrow. Yeah!

My poor Tom is beleaguered. The business is ech and I am just hoping for a change in his fortune. The oddest thing I've learned about being with someone for this long {almost 4 years!} is how much more their bad news is really your bad news. Granted, he doesn't do what I say...but I wish he'd just get a break....it hurts to see him struggle.

Yoga felt so good tonight. I had only practiced once on my trip, a little self practice and some show-off to Sasha....I likes to show my buds the tricks...before I was laid out by the evil purge. But as "emily" says in The Devil Wears Prada" , "I'm only one stomach flu away from my ideal weight." I felt very spacious and open today, nothing hurt...not even the old sore spot on the piriformous. So we'll see what a true studio practice does with all the extra vata. I actually got "stuck" in a handstand today. That hardly ever happens.

Well good luck to you all on your Holiday Hustle, may you all get the spot, the sale, the smile you're after.

happy birthday to me!!!! well yesterday that is. I did make it to practice and had a wonderful time, except I bent my thumb back while using it for leverage in hanumanasana {splits to you yoga-phobes} and apparently my hips were tighter than my thumb is strong. Still got to do all the tricks, yeah! but surfing was out bcs you really need yer hands, man. Especially for pulling on & off the much needed wetsuit. The rest of the day, eating, lounging, a little crying, drinking, puffing etc. Then Tom & I went to the lil bros work for dinner, which was fun watching him shmooze the ladies and he styled us out quite nicely. Afterward, a night cap and then we came home for some birthday booty. And it's all all over. I'm 33.

This morning my thumb is bruised, I'm a little hung, and I'm doing a workshop up in LA with Tim. The studio was gracious enough to get my 8am class subbed, I'd be hurting right now if I had to teach.

I got my new pose too from the second series, supta vajrasana...only like 30 poses left!!

Tuesday I roll on up to Davis to be a bad influence on Sasha, read some more LOTR to Joe, let Sam scowl at me, and snuggle Leroy Le Roi, the stinky kitty. Yeah!

Well helloooooo..............


Today is beautiful, a little dry, but really nice. Class was good, and I even made it to Tim's for practice. 35 people for 9 am mysore! Saw my teachers, my girls- minus the lovely Tiff, all the usual suspects. The full moon yesterday was in Gemini, and I feel simply divine. My moon is in Gemini and I think it felt that at last, we are all on the same wavelength.For now anyway!

Getting ready for the ol' bday. I'm planning to practice ,{must get cleaned out!} surf, and have a nice dinner with Tommy. Just us. No big, noisy, expensive debacle.

Next week I am bailing for a few days to hang with Sasha, who I hope will help me make my blog all pretty.

Wish me luck, I MAY get supta vajrasana this Thurs. Tim says bribes help as well. methinks cookies may be in order!