i love it when my husband thinks of really good ideas.
like:
let's go to movie gallery & buy 6 movies for less than $20.
and then let's go to dq for blizzards.
our night was just perfect last night.
we swam.
we ate a delicious meal (recipe compliments of smitten kitchen - thank you oh so much for dressing up our chickpeas & spinach)
we ate our delicious meal outside. because the weather was divine.
and while we were eating our delicious meal outside, the husband thought of these wonderful ideas.
therefore:
eating outside causes brilliant ideas to be formed. so, do it!
but.... it's finals week. and this is the end of this post.
because i've got 4 more lessons to plan before tomorrow. ahh!
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
reveling.
this amazing, wonderful thing has happened. i decided to make my mantra "less selfish, more loving", to focus on others rather than me, me, me all day. and guess what...??? it actually makes me feel a whole lot better about my life! amazing, wonderful, right?
i made scones this weekend & now they are gone (which is kind of a relief because then i won't be tempted to eat them right before bed any more)
& this is the last week of classes - praise the LORD!
& also, it is yoga day. (which is my favorite day)
speaking of... would you like to hear the story of my yoga pants? yes? ok.
jas & i went to this awful "blues" place one night with a friend of his. a washed up 40's something group of guys thinking they were still 19 played green day cover songs & the three of us comprised the majority of the audience. awful.
one of the guitarists who was apparently getting bored or something started stopping by our table to chat on the way to the bar & kept asking if i wanted to come up & sing with them. i shook my head, no way, jose. but, my darling husband thought he would try & help the poor guy out, offering his wife as a sacrifice of sorts. so, he told the guitarist...
"you know, she does have her yoga pants on tonight and she's really flexible. she would probably love to get up there and dance with you guys."
next thing, the guitarist is magically back on stage asking for "christina. christina? are you still out there? oh, there she is! everybody help me out, i've just gotten word she has her yoga pants on and is really flexible, let's see her dance!"
so, this is where the story ends. because i looked down at the table, completely ignoring mr. guitarist, and my husband, and my husband's friend, and the other 6 people in the audience... who were all laughing, cheering & waiting for me to get up on stage.
and as anticlimactic as it may be... there was no way i was getting up there. especially in my yoga pants. jeez louise.
i made scones this weekend & now they are gone (which is kind of a relief because then i won't be tempted to eat them right before bed any more)
& this is the last week of classes - praise the LORD!
& also, it is yoga day. (which is my favorite day)
speaking of... would you like to hear the story of my yoga pants? yes? ok.
jas & i went to this awful "blues" place one night with a friend of his. a washed up 40's something group of guys thinking they were still 19 played green day cover songs & the three of us comprised the majority of the audience. awful.
one of the guitarists who was apparently getting bored or something started stopping by our table to chat on the way to the bar & kept asking if i wanted to come up & sing with them. i shook my head, no way, jose. but, my darling husband thought he would try & help the poor guy out, offering his wife as a sacrifice of sorts. so, he told the guitarist...
"you know, she does have her yoga pants on tonight and she's really flexible. she would probably love to get up there and dance with you guys."
next thing, the guitarist is magically back on stage asking for "christina. christina? are you still out there? oh, there she is! everybody help me out, i've just gotten word she has her yoga pants on and is really flexible, let's see her dance!"
so, this is where the story ends. because i looked down at the table, completely ignoring mr. guitarist, and my husband, and my husband's friend, and the other 6 people in the audience... who were all laughing, cheering & waiting for me to get up on stage.
and as anticlimactic as it may be... there was no way i was getting up there. especially in my yoga pants. jeez louise.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
missing you.
so... i've been noticeably absent lately.
i'm in the middle of this life-reconstructing thing. self-imposed. a decision to spend only as much time on something as that thing deserves. rediscovering the importance of a real journal. with real coffee. and a real homemade scone. yeah, that's important. and also trying my hand at this art of a well-balanced life. it's harder than it seems.
every time i sit down to blog, i think of something else more deserving of my time.
but, now i'm back. from outerspace.
because i've got a few extra hours in my morning and nothing too pressing on the to do list.
this is my new mantra: less selfish, more loving.
i have come to the realization that i am becoming awfully me-centered. and i do mean awfully.
so i'm quitting that selfish business and making the transition to a more loving lifestyle.
i firmly believe (like Mr. Obama) in concrete solutions rather than abstract concepts. it is for this reason that i've picked out some specific things to do each day rather than just say, "ok, i will be more loving today"
this is how i'm going to do it:
1. taking time each morning for myself. this includes - time spent in my journal. in my bible. drinking coffee. smelling lilacs. because if i don't take care of me, i can't take care of anyone else either.
2. being the first to ask "how are you?" genuinely listening. asking more questions about his/her life.
3. making breakfast for my husband. i love breakfast. my husband loves breakfast. this way we can enjoy it together (even if it is 5:00 a.m.)
4. keeping my eyes open for new ways to love. every day. cultivating a sensitivity to the daily needs of others.
that's it for now. love, people.
i'm in the middle of this life-reconstructing thing. self-imposed. a decision to spend only as much time on something as that thing deserves. rediscovering the importance of a real journal. with real coffee. and a real homemade scone. yeah, that's important. and also trying my hand at this art of a well-balanced life. it's harder than it seems.
every time i sit down to blog, i think of something else more deserving of my time.
but, now i'm back. from outerspace.
because i've got a few extra hours in my morning and nothing too pressing on the to do list.
this is my new mantra: less selfish, more loving.
i have come to the realization that i am becoming awfully me-centered. and i do mean awfully.
so i'm quitting that selfish business and making the transition to a more loving lifestyle.
i firmly believe (like Mr. Obama) in concrete solutions rather than abstract concepts. it is for this reason that i've picked out some specific things to do each day rather than just say, "ok, i will be more loving today"
this is how i'm going to do it:
1. taking time each morning for myself. this includes - time spent in my journal. in my bible. drinking coffee. smelling lilacs. because if i don't take care of me, i can't take care of anyone else either.
2. being the first to ask "how are you?" genuinely listening. asking more questions about his/her life.
3. making breakfast for my husband. i love breakfast. my husband loves breakfast. this way we can enjoy it together (even if it is 5:00 a.m.)
4. keeping my eyes open for new ways to love. every day. cultivating a sensitivity to the daily needs of others.
that's it for now. love, people.
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