Sunday I forced myself out of bed and reluctantly went back to yoga after a week long break. I've been going six times a week for a few months now, so it was definitely time for a quick rest. I'm practicing Mysore. Nobody ever knows what that is, so if you are at all interested, here's a link:
After practice Lou gave me a tutorial on our Netflix instant cue and then we did our weekly shop at Trader Joes. We witnessed a confrontation between an old woman and a middle aged man regarding who was first in the checkout line. Apparently the woman was off shopping and using her cart as a place holder which Mr. New York found to be completely unacceptible so he decided to take her place. A few words were exchanged, ("im a New Yorker"..."you bitch"..."we'd all like to do some shopppinggggggg") along with a middle finger and a "have a lousy day." Luckily, we all got outta there unharmed.
We've gotten to spend time with so many good friends lately, I feel extremely blessed. It's fun living in New York for so many reasons, but especially because everyone is always stopping in for a visit. Today I started listening to Christmas music, and tomorrow I'll break out my Christmas mug, because I am SO ready for the holidays. All I want is apple cider, apple pie, pumpkin pie, mac n cheese, potatoes, peppah-mint, and chocolate. I associate the cold with Christmas and all kinds of good stuff.