 Ice Skating |
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Warrior poses are kicking my butt this week. I truly do enjoy yoga until I make the mistake of looking in the mirror and seeing the uncoordinated, unbalanced blob that I am. I'll feel like I am doing the pose beautifully until I see that my plank pose is nowhere even remotely resembling a straight back. I just don't think my back is capable of straightening like that. It's always hunched or arched. So I think from now on I will not pose in front of the mirror because it just makes me realize I am much less warrior than total spaz. Also, those people who can actually do the hopping simultaneously with both feet in the sun salutation instead of stepping gingerly one foot at a time in order to keep from completely collapsing? I am not one of those people. I kind of hate those people. Tonight I'm going ice skating. Jeannie decided she wanted to go so she rounded up some kids she used to babysit for as an excuse, and we're totally going. I have not been ice skating since my school trip to New York City in the eleventh grade and I look forward to falling on my ass with great glee. I woke up at 4:00 this morning and couldn't go back to sleep. All I have to say is thank God for Full House. I watched the one when Uncle Jesse decides to go back to high school and Michelle learns to tie her shoe. Truly dreadful stuff, but so entertaining. I also finished Traveling Mercies, which made me a little sad, because I'd really like to be able to keep reading it forever. I'm still slowly making my way through Life of Pi while waiting for the story to actually start. I know I like it, and that I might even end up loving it, but I'm kind of afraid of it. It's weird. I'm starting to get really excited about Return of the King. Going to see the first two movies was a really big event in my past life, and I'm not sure with whom I'll go this year, but I'm still excited. I've been avoiding all articles and reviews and TV specials, because I have no idea what happens, and I do not want to be spoiled in any way, shape or form, no I do not. I have a Lord of the Rings calendar in my bathroom, and I ripped Aragorn off early in the year and re-post him for every month because no matter who is featured, his picture is always better and merits being tacked on top every month. So he's been with me all year. I'll miss him once '04 rolls around. I'll probably end up taping the picture of Aragorn in my office alongside Legolas, Scott Speedman's GAP ad, and Peter Krause's breast cancer ad; my office wall is like Teen Beat Reincarnated, and I love it. I've been eating vanilla ice cream with walnuts for dinner every night. I am obsessed with my friend's baby. I cannot stop looking at her picture. I think I am in love with her. I can't believe I will not see her for a month. And now some pictures of my wee Christmas tree and minimal Christmas decor. (Click for larger image.) I think I might be a trifle too interested in taking pictures of my living room. Also, my flash really sucks. 
Someday I'm going to do something about those unsightly lamp cords. And I'll have you know that Zuko's tail has already wagged about five ornaments off of this little tree and shattered them into tiny shards of silver glass. Remind me to buy plastic ornaments next year. And here is Marley and her new best friend.
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