baby at the shala.

this morning, j, pictured above, was at the shala (*disclaimer: normally baby is never there...). he crawled around. talked to himself. ate a cookie. crawled on mats. looked at people. crawled under people during asana. all together it was a riot. we laughed. we laughed out loud. 

it allowed me to not take practice so seriously. but at the same time, it was distracting. for some people, a baby crawling around makes them focus. their gaze focused inward. their breath controlled. their practice strong.

i suffered though. my maternal instincts came out. i didn't want the baby to go to the candles. i didn't want him to get into trouble. i just wanted to cuddle him. i didn't want to practice. i wanted my teacher to tell me to babysit him so i could just cuddle him on the sofa.. but she didn't. i practiced a distracted practice, but it was a practice nonetheless. i got to hang out with the baby for a half an hour after practice and it was lovely. then i babysat him this afternoon. so i got my baby time... 

a focused practice tomorrow is in the cards, for sure.

the huckster. my favorite photo real quickie.

friday night lights?

boytoy and i. after some sweet potato rolls. on 12th and walnut. 
the huck laying on his back, passed out. better photo below.
look at his paws. i thought he was dead!

this is me in the middle of my apt. a 365 degree view.

got rid of sofa. now the bike isn't sitting against the bed. yay!
josh's room on left. front door on right. a chair with all my various bags, sage's food and 2 yoga mats. ferret's cage in the corner.
asher in his kingdom of clothing and computer.
the bed. the storage unit. my clothing, my computer, the bookshelf/ my nightstand.
the bed. the pig and her domain. asher's bookshelf. the red chair that has many purposes.
our new bed stuff. woo hoo for new clean things. those are throw pillows and i plan on throwing them off the bed every night. partttttty.
the mantle full of jew stuff. bills. a jade plant from jp. and my ipod. 

ahhh. i love when we change around this apartment. it keeps it fresh. 

things are a changing and i think i like it. 

dropbacks are scary or fear at it's finest.

i've been writing this blog in my head since 7:46 this morning when i rushed down the stairs and ran across the street to catch the bus. 

it's been fairly easy to get up everyday at 5:30 this week. i mean, david is here. so there's major motivation to get to practice on time. today i really don't remember waking up. alarm one goes off at 5:25 and i'm sure i closed my eyes. but around 5:28 i open them and realize next alarm goes off at 5:30 so it's time to get moving.

i did my usual morning activity. 5 minutes on the computer. get dressed. do hair. take out pig. feed pig. grab grub from fridge. catch bus at 6:02 to be at practice by 6:13 or so. i got to the bus at 5:57.. and i waited. and waited. i considered a cab. i saw andrea ride by on her moped. i got sad. and wanted to jump on the back. finally a bus came at 6:06. normally i wouldn't care about a late bus, but david is here. and i have to work at 8 everyday (except yesterday i got to come in at 8:15 yippee!) i get on the bus. i'm a little upset. but there's nothing i can do except just get to y2 and do my practice. i did 5 a's and 4 b's today so i could have the more time for dropbacks at the end. 

i felt kind of rushed through standing.. i slowed down on the floor. i'm working on jumping back and through... i think i'm starting to finally "get it," both mentally and physically. so that is coming along...

david worked on supta kurmasana with me. it's like seriously so intense. i can't control the intensity. but yea.

i'm working on dropbacks. those are scary. for the past two days, david assisted me in every sense of the word. but today, he said, are you doing these alone? and i said i don't know... haha.

he told me to do it and that he would catch me towards the end. so i just did it and let gravity do it's thing. david stayed true to his word and "caught" me before i hit the ground and helped me on my way back up. i'm starting to realize how much you can control these damn dropbacks if you use your hips in the right way.

anyway, they are scary. but i'm trying to get over this fear. i used to be scared to roll around in garbha pindasana. i'm not anymore. i'm still scared of headstand. but i'm getting over that too. slowly slowly.

blog blog blog. about yoga yoga yoga. boring for those who don't do yoga, but for those that do... you get what i'm saying about everything. ok. well off to baby land... 

for quinn!!!!!

i couldn't get a good frontal view of this garage because there was something blocking it... but here are some cool shots! the descriptions of the parts are in lots of languages. can you identify which language is which??? hmmmmmmm. sending love to bk from philly. 

the pig and the huck.