I saw this on someone's blog just now and thought it would be a good distraction from my slightly blue mood. It was. I think I'm going to attempt to get myself to a yoga class now. Virgin Yoga. (Will they let me in?)
Your cell phone: BlackBerry
Your hair: Brown
Your mother: Dead
Your father: Dead
Your favorite food: Chocolate chip cookies
Your hair: Brown
Your mother: Dead
Your father: Dead
Your favorite food: Chocolate chip cookies
Your dream last night: I visited my mom
Your favorite drink: Champagne
Your dream goal: Writing and making a living at it again
What room are you in: Bedroom
Your hobby: bicycling
Your fear: dying too young
Where do you see yourself in 6 years: Writing and in love
Where were you last night: Friends In Deed
Something you aren't: Daredevil
Muffins: Chocolate zucchini from City Bakery
Wish list item: Book contract or play produced Your favorite drink: Champagne
Your dream goal: Writing and making a living at it again
What room are you in: Bedroom
Your hobby: bicycling
Your fear: dying too young
Where do you see yourself in 6 years: Writing and in love
Where were you last night: Friends In Deed
Something you aren't: Daredevil
Muffins: Chocolate zucchini from City Bakery
Where did you grow up: Long Island
Last thing you did: Watched Jon Stewart
What are you wearing: a T-shirt
Your TV: I'm addicted
Your pets: Two beagle girls
Friends: All around me
Your life: Up and down, mostly up
Your mood: Edgy
Missing someone: My daughter
Vehicle: Feet
Something you aren't wearing: shoes
Your favorite store: Lord and Taylor (because no one else is there)
Your favorite color: Blue
When was the last time you laughed: Last night watching John Oliver on Jon Stewart
Last time you cried: Last night watching John Oliver on Jon Stewart (kidding) Last night
Your best friend: Lucy
One place you go over and over: Movie theaters
Facebooking: Too often
Favorite place to eat: NoHo Star, Shake Shack, Gotham
Later: So I went to yoga and it wasn't exactly virgin, everyone there had done it before and the class was great. I remembered why I loved yoga so much years ago (I stopped in 2002 when my beloved teacher moved away.) I love the way my body feels and I love the messages. Today it was about how yoga is the search for oneself, the true self. And by doing yoga we take care of the body so the search can continue. The teacher was a beautiful woman, with long legs and long blond hair and I looked at her and thought, "Wow, she is so gorgeous, no kids probably, just gets to do her yoga and practice" and after the class we had a long talk and it turns out she's got two kids and her husband is moving out and she's a wreck, trying to deal with it all. So we hugged and I can't wait to go back next week. I have to say I love the gym again - and that there are very good yoga classes there now. You were right, Mia. As always.
1 comment:
I love that teacher! I'm so sorry she's having domestic troubles. She has unwittingly helped me through many problems of my own with her chance remarks, funny stories (often about the bar she works in--or used to--as well as her kids). Just a really nice person--plus she's a former journalist.
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