Just got back from a KILLER yoga class. This one is Tues/Thurs during June. It’s going to kick my ass but I’m looking forward to it. I’ve had this instructor before. She’s a pretty hippie and says things like “I love discovering the capabilities of this body we inhabit” with a straight face. I love it. She’s totally the girl who would offer to smoke everyone up at a party. I spent the majority of the class trying to figure out if her boobs were real or not. I’m going to say they are.

After a brownie and a much needed tete a tete with the hubbie, who sits to my left playing…wait for it….World of Warcraft, I am going to go to bed and read. I never started Joan Didion’s “The Year of Magical Thinking” and I think I’ll start it tonight. Or maybe I’ll just watch Entertainment Tonight and pass out.

Strange that it’s the weekend again so soon. Delightfully strange. Also strange is that I’m sitting on a huge blue exersize ball that Peter brought home from work. It’s good for your posture while sitting at a desk I’ve heard and I remember AXM had one when he and Peter worked together.  Peter said the balls were all over campus, which made me smile and picture something out of that book “Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs”. Oh imagination…

I leave you with this photo montage…

Hadley and I found this visitor in her garden.

She found this one on a hike

I found this dead mole in the front yard. Someone’s been to drama camp.

Croc Family…

Me and the girl and my big ass hat.

The girl and the cat enjoying the sun.

My peeps.

Finn’s reaction when I suggested Anger Management classes. Note the mohawk courtesy of Taylor. I like it.

And finally a shout out. B,C & E have fun this weekend! I love you all so much and wish I was there.