The Good
Yoga is good.
A delight.
A long-time dream realized.
It feels so right to be carrying this new habit,
this new practice,
into the new year.
And is there anything quite as yummy as a new journal?
I love the clean slate/fresh start feel of that first page.
The Random
Zen and the Coloring Craze.
I'm trying it!
Love the colors. Need a pencil sharpener.
Feels a tad random to me.
Yet to totally see the point.
Which, I suppose might be the point? That there isn't one?
It does cross my mind that I'm not great at doing things that produce "nothing" ...
All the crafting I do, which I find enormously therapeutic,
turns into something. A card. A book..... a blog post.
So far, I'm enjoying this, and asking myself if NOT having a point is, in fact the point.
And WHY do I need to always be "producing" something...Hmmm....
The {should have been} Fun
It was NOT a good football weekend for me and my boys.
Saturday night we watched our Ducks drown in the second half of their bowl game.
At least we were together.
It was fun to be down town and hanging at the bar where my son works.
Would have been LOTS more fun had they won!
And don't even talk to me about the Patriots.
Really. Don't.
Too. Much. Stress.
Maybe I should have stuck to coloring?!?


