girmander

so i did it...

i cut my hair.

i had ideas for short, medium and long. after debating i decided i didn't want a "trim". i'm getting married in 2 year so i figure why not cut it shorter? i mean since i *have* 2 years.

i thought i was going to cut my hair the medium style (a la j-lo). but then i wondered if it was long enough to donate. so, the stylist got out the tape measure and voila! 11 inches!

i decided what the hell and got the "short" hair option (a la kirsten dunst).

sometimes it's good to let go and remind yourself that nothing is ever permanent. how i am isn't how i'll always be. and if nothing else, this year has taught me that it hurts to grow sometimes and life changes at the drop of the hat.

i've started teaching. :)

i'm at alpha state. i'll be joining balanced starting oct 4th.

we had a wonderful staff meeting @ alpha state. i've never had a meeting like that where i actually came out of it feeling empowered and ready to better myself and all that surround me. i even get to give a away a yoga scholarship! corprate america should take note. ;) it's all about self care. i think that's what is key about relationship management.

i actually felt like i taught a great class @ balanced yesterday, people laughed, people tried, people got sweaty. a girl was even bummed that i won't start teaching until oct 4.

i'm getting my groove on @ alpha state. i am really grateful to lee and lori in believing in me. i think this class will make me a better teacher. i love the space and i love the poeple. i hope to grow with them.

hrmm, i'm on break from tt @ yogaonhigh. rodney yee is in town and break week is next week. after that it's practicums and certification. it's been a really hard year and i'm excited for it to come to an end.

i'm hoping to save up (or get bonus >:) ) mucho money for:
1. pay off wedding dress
2. tt in tulum mexico with tim.
3. pay off the card (eek!)
4. but the bridesmaids dress for sassybat's wedding
5. take vaca to SD/LA for said wedding

muki is fine and dandy in florence italia. altho a couple of questions:

1. find a place yet?
2. when should i mail?
3. where should i mail?
4. doing yoga?
5. having fun?
6. still alive?
7. drinking too much?

#2,3 email me seperately
#4,7 just kidding or am i? *evil laugh*
and last but not least... love you and be safe

ahh autumn.

today is the perfect autumn day. 60ish and sunny. i broke out the cords and the cashmere pink sweater. i'm feeling the urge to go fall shopping. to make matters worse, i don't feel like spending money. (ha!) yet i peruse these sites and i just can't help but feel compelled to BUY!

i'm a list maker you know... i only make special occasion lists and they all revolve around shopping. pathetic. i know.

well here it goes:

jcrew:
driving mocs (black or cherry? i really wanted chestnut but the whole US beat me to the punch!)

stella mcartney for addidas:
running tights
trail jacket ($$$!)
tank
boot (?)

nuala:
fleece blazer (what color?!?! i like them all.)
camisoles
boot(?)

abercrombie:
cardi sweater in brown
vneck sweaters in every color!

so we went to a friend's party. the lion has known them for alot longer than i have and he was the best man at their wedding. they bought a new house out in the 'burbs and i hadn't seen it yet. it was mostly her friends which is fine. the lion and i were the only friends left of his former job at the university.

her friends at the party? ehh... mostly women who have a complex about their image. as my coworker (who is heavy herself) likes to say, they all had "fat girl rage". co worker's solution is to get over it. ha!

anyways, so she tells this story. she's 4'11 and about my weight. o she ain't dainty.

here it goes.

she was changing clothes in a bedroom one day and she took off her engagement ring. finished changing clothes and for the life of her could not find her ring. she thought she had lost in the sink while washing her hands, she thought it was under her bed, she looked everywhere. so the day went on and she was worried about the ring but figured it would turn up. well, nature called and she was well on her way to doing her "business" when all of a sudden she hears a *plop* *clang* in the toliet bowl. yes, you read it right.

her ring was in the toliet. how did it get there you say? it was wedged in her crack.

.....

i know you have questions. too bad i don't have the answers. i mean, LADIES, look at your rings. imagine that in your crack. IT'S NOT POSSIBLE IS IT? the prongs! the PAINFUL prongs i say! and the wedging. how does one do that? is the gluteus maximus so tight that it hoovers up engagement rings? in addition to that we're talking HOURS of not knowing. HOURS! how is that possible?

yes, she told it in public. in front of her in-laws. i would have been MORTIFIED. and then after the story what do you say to that? i mean really what do you say?