After years of knowing where the answer lies, but trying to
find a softer, easier way, I set my alarm for 5:30 and begrudgingly got up to
flow vinyasa-style. It was an interesting workout.... I tipped over doing
utanasana and lost my balance in back bends.
I was the before-picture of Graceful.
Still, I felt my body appreciate those stretches, despite not joining in
willingly. The only point that excited
me about today was getting the cake – my weekend project – to class for
Stephanie’s late birthday. I chose between
taste great and visually appealing (I haven’t blended the two, yet) and I was
very excited. I miss having someone to
cook/bake for. <3 I worked on
homework before I left for work.
Got to school much earlier than usual and smuggled the cake
in. The first block class just about
killed me. There really wasn’t a whole
heck of a lot for me to do. Break rolled
around and I hustled back to class. Had
all the kids sign the card and then…finally…we surprised Steph with a
celebratory song <betcha can’t guess what it is> The fondant, though beautiful, was not tasty
(I have yet to try one that is) and the cake was kinda heavy, but if you peeled
away the fondant, it was ok. I was going
for the thought. :)
So excited to get to CMP to pick up my boy (girl stayed for volleyball). He looks so GROWN-UP!!! Yes, I realize it’s only been a week, but
there’s something about him being in 7th grade that makes such a
difference. Home so I could lay down for
15 minutes and then Ethan and I hung out for a bit. I headed BACK to school to pick up Mags at 5…she
was nowhere to be seen. I KNEW she was
in the back, and had no idea WHY she wasn’t coming out to porch. This is specifically WHY I put my kids into
Montessori – to make them self-sufficient.
<eyeroll> After 25 minutes
of driving and looking, I finally parked
the damn car and collected my daughter. On
the way home <and don’t you
worry! Tomorrow she will be on porch>
She told me about volleyball and wondered if she should buy kneepads. Just like her mama…. I love that girl fiercely.
At home, Ethan and I sat down to do his math homework. Ratios.
Are you kidding me? That’s why I
went into psychology. The human mind
makes much more sense to me. We called Stephanie,
who spent AN HOUR walking us through everything, but finally, we were finished…for
today.
I started cooking dinner – far too late for my tastes, but I’d
been marinating chicken in turmeric, yogurt and cumin all day. I made some saffron rice and attempted chapatti
bread, with no success. Seems Indian
tortillas are much trickier than the Mexican kind. I
am so damn tired and can’t get my homework laptop working. Something about a proxy setting and LAN after
I downloaded AVG. I hate computers.
Picture: The cake I made for Stephanie's birthday.
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