Borrowed from Northern Mommie on Facebook.
Mint tequila juleps…..that sounds too terrible for words.
Lime bourbon margaritas don’t sound too nifty either.
How about some Bourbon Ice Tea with a lime wedge? Maybe.
Bless Your Heart, Amigo. This might be fun.
Where’s my Sombrero?
You know you’re getting old when the bass from a parked car pumping through your bedroom at 2 am has the husband bounding out of bed, cursing “Damn Kids”.
I laughed till I cried. I remember when we used to be one of them. Then I was grateful that I could remember when I was one of them!
(Image captured from Facebook)
(Image captured from Facebook)
We share silly stories. This one came to me via text from my buddy Rolanda in Oklahoma.
I’m so happy to know that there isn’t a Shortage.
Sometimes, the wiener shows up when it’s not expected.
Then things went south.
When you can’t find a wiener, sometime you just have to have a glass of wine.
Laugh with me please.
I think the only thing that has gotten smarter is our phones.
There are days when I find that these silly photo memes just crack me up:
Here’s one of them.
It’s so good to be feeling better, and getting back into my routine. Getting back to work. Getting back to working out.
I went to my Monday night TRX class after quite an absence, and was amazed at how weak I had gotten. I was teasing with the instructor when she asked where I had been. I told her my nose was constipated. She looked at me funny. I continued to explain. The last 2-3 days I was sick, I could breath, but there was a lot of crap stuck in my sinuses that would not come out! I got a quite a chuckle out of that. Of course she went on to kick my butt in the workout, and I went home a tired, sweaty mess with completely clear sinuses.
The other side product of being sick was losing my taste for wine. I tried having a glass Friday night with dinner, and I was not interested in finishing it. So it’s been a couple of weeks of being alcohol free, and I’m thinking I will just keep that status, and see how my physical self responds over time. It would be great to lose some weight.
One of the other great quandaries going on in my head, and on my head is what to do with my hair. Do I go gray? Looking at the now substantial roots of gray, and thinking about having to go through the color, highlight process….do I want to just let the natural gray come out? Do I have the patience to do that? I see more and more beautifully gray-haired women own their silver tresses like champions. It’s very motivating, I can tell you. What I have to decide, is it for me?
I have to do something quick, decision-wise, on the hair. I’m on the road again Friday, and this skunky gray streak down the middle of my head won’t pass muster.
Today I’m grateful for choices. I’m grateful to be feeling better, to be able to work out, and to be back to work.
I found this on Pinterest this morning and had to share.
Sic em! Make it a great week.
I woke up extra tired today.
It didn’t seem like I could get going.
So I took my shower, and what did I see in the mirror when I got out?
A black eye! Well a nasty black spot under my right eye. The make up just can’t cover it up.
What the heck? What an odd little patch? I think the make-up makes it look worse.
The only thing I can think of that might have caused the odd discoloration would be practicing my headstands.
I got a new Yoga Wheel, and yesterday I showed off some of my headstand skill to my husband. Let me tell you, he was impressed.
Truly, he thought it was cool.
I must have busted a blood vessel, and ta-da, a little black eye.
I need an awesome story to go along with it……it’s such a little patch. Maybe I got hit in the eye with a sparkler? Fight with a Fairy Princess with a tiny little fist? Poked myself in the face with a pencil?
I almost hope it gets a little bigger, so I can come up with a better story.
Image from Pinterest.
Getting through the sun salutations yesterday, huffing and puffing only to find a little humor.
I wonder where I can get a set of these?
In my warrior yestday, the instructor is pushing down my shoulders, and straightening my arms….that was funny.
In my down dog, she tries to flatten the middle of my back, and push my shoulders down.
It was like I was one of those toys where you push one side and another side goes silly? It was very Lucille Ball.
I didn’t quite get into my headstand. I couldn’t figure out how to relax the muscles in my legs. It wasn’t like I was using my legs, I just couldn’t relax them. It didn’t seem like they were flexed. It was a quandary. “Clear your mind, relax your legs, engage your core, flex your feet.” Sorry, I cleared my mind, what was after that?
I live to fight another day I guess, and try again at lunch on Friday.
Today I’m grateful that my planks are getting stronger, and I actually got my leg into a half lotus. Trying not to think about my age does make Yoga a little easier.
Have you ever had a funny work out?
Image credit: Momma Giggles
The monkey face says it all. Blah.
I realize that I hadn’t been posting much. Things have been a bit dry on the creative path, but I have been reading and commenting.
Cheers to a good weekend everyone.
My gratitude today is that I’ve made it this far.