My dentist appointment went as I expected. I'm still in pain but giving it till the end of the week before I cry out loud. I have another appointment in three weeks to get the job finished. Hah. Sounds like a mob-job.
I worked all weekend. That doesn't mean every hour of the weekend, but my schedule was like regular dog walking days. It's good. I'm taking all the work I can get.
Fourteen years ago, after watching The Hand That Rocks the Cradle, I predicted she would be a mega-superstar. I'm happy to see she isn't -- she's a highly respected actress in her field.
I have this thing about being a fan of those who soar under the radar -- or above it.
Like with Jason Mraz. Unfortunately he's at a point in his music career where he's a mega-superstar in his league. Bums me out because his music is getting stomped on by his record label. I love his original style. I don't love his overly produced label stuff. Sorry Jason.
It won't stop me from adoring him. I'll always love and respect his creativity. Same with Annabella Sciorra.
Andi and I met Cheryl for drinks and dinner last night. I love those unplanned meetings. It was great to get out and spend time with both of them.
Somehow I got roped into believing I committed to going to Cheryl's 7am yoga class on Monday. Uh...that'd be tomorrow.
Retracing my drunken steps:
- I offered to pick up Andi from work so we could go to the 6:30pm class on Monday and Wednesday.
- We discussed other evening classes.
-Andi asked if the instructors were as good as Cheryl.
-We decided every instructor is different.
(From here it gets fuzzy.)
"See you Monday morning."
Guess that means I need to get to sleep, like, now.
Ilove yoga, when I'm into it. It'll be good to get back into a routine that includes daily yoga. But I definitely enjoy (and thrive on) evening yoga the best. I want to end my day with savasana. If I start my day with it, I might end up right back in bed before breakfast.
I'm ready for something though. I can't fit into my jeans. I haven't worn them all summer (too hot) and I have a few extra inches around my waist this year. No big deal really. You wouldn't notice it if I wasn't always pointing it out.
Cooler weather is the perfect incentive for starting back on a healthier routine: whole foods, yoga and daily dog walking. Nothing too strict. Sounds great to me.