Yoga was back in force this week. They have a free yoga class Monday nights at work. Let's be frank about yoga. It's painful. Especially after about a month without class. In the middle of class we were doing a bunch of standing poses:
That's Triangle pose (also know as stretch of death).And as we finish one the teacher says to the room "Don't you just love standing poses, they get everything working, they feel great, don't they?" to which several of my traitorous co-workers are like "yeah, like totally, yeah we love it." I guess my face must have given away the death I was wishing them in my head. The teacher was like "Uh Laura, you don't look so certain" at which point I just up and confessed. "I hate standing poses." Stunned silence. "All of them."
My teacher looked pretty stunned and discombobulated. I felt a little bad and tried to mollify her with "I'm just not sold yet" and then she proceeded to do several more standing poses. Just to show me I think. Consider me showed. I still hate them.
So, it snowed here this week. Depending on how you look at it, it was the perfect snow. Done overnight and clear enough to go to work the next morning. Except that I get snow days at work if schools are closed and this was nowhere near enough to close the schools. Too bad. I took a picture before I headed out the door to work though because I thought it was pretty.
Funny story about that building you can see in the back. Everyone's blinds are white or cream of some description except one apartment about three floors down from the top on the left side whose window dressings are GREEN. I want to meet those people. It's a pretty vivid green, I think it's awesome. That was Wednesday. I think. I went to work and had to sprinkle the salt out front myself. Glamorous life I lead.
Then there was a very dramatic event involving my wardrobe:
The pile of clothes you see in the foreground is my DI pile. The husband in the bed is sick :( Hopefully one day he'll be free of coughing but as I write this he is lying on the floor with occasional pathetic spasms of coughing as though to tell me "not any time soon." It's been a pretty functional sickness though, all told. No work missed, just sleep! Anyway, this is my semi-annual wardrobe clear out. I am always amazed at how much leaves yet I still have a ton of stuff in there. It's nuts. I've got a problem. Thursday we had Rob over for dinner though I sadly didn't take a picture of the meal I made up. Rob liked it and Adam said it would be better with tomatoes in it. I wasn't hugely impressed probably because I liked it just fine as the vegetarian dish I based it on.
Then on Friday this happened:
Rob and Danae came over and we made pizza. This is Adam eagerly awaiting his puff pastry pizza coming out of the oven. It's a good thing he did. I forgot to eagerly await anything and mine got burned. Luckily by then we'd had two other pizzas and a delicious salad. Highly successful pizza evening despite the burning of my own efforts.
