20 of #100daychallenge
The sun is just about to lower enough to blind me here at the desk. I just woke up from a long nap and am hoping the fresh cup of espresso gets me going enough to launch into my next project.
I am throwing a waffle brunch for Janet for Mother's Day and invited the Domineers. I feel this is somewhat crazy as I will be cooking, cleaning, and doing dishes forever. However, Janet will not likely be around for THAT many more Mother's Days, so here goes.
Sonia, one of my yoga teacher friends, often ends her class with the suggestion that we acknowledge the small victories we get in a given practice. When we have a new understanding of something, when we find new space or ability in our bodies, even when we enjoy a pose in a new way. I trying to focus on my successes as I mentioned yesterday, although the bad/negative/shitty is free-floating outside the consciousness.
- I made it to practice at SW's today, although I had a charley horse this morning;
- I made it to practice at SW's today, although I had my knee hurt;
- I made it to practice at SW's today, although my hernia hurt;
- I made it to practice at SW's today, although I had to get up early to drive there.
Now that I have a start on this, I can go the store, go into the kitchen, and generally start prepping for tomorrow.
Absolutely bed time now. Onions for the scrambled eggs are just about caramelized. Mushrooms and thyme are put away and the pan is clean. Eggs are out getting to be room temperature as is the butter. Janet cut up the strawberries. So, I think things are in relatively good shape and that I can safely go to sleep.
This will have to do.
Joan Armatrading. Hey, When I Get It Right.
You always say
When I just messed up
Did bad
Done wrong
Gone too far
Caused such pain
Such shame
I'm illegal
See one sided
No fair
A sin there
Act queer
Odd ball
I mishandle
You trample
So strong
Wear crown
Under foot
Put upon
Hold down
Hey when I get it right
Will you tell me please
I wanna know
You always say no
You don't mean yes
No way
Hold out
Turn around
Two refusals
Deaf ear
Turned here
Not want
Leave room
All fault here
Shake head
Drop dead
I LOVE Joan Armitrading. Always have. Is she still making music??
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