Just through watching the new Pride & Prejudice. No female human can possibly be above the lure and romance of the original PBS Pride & Prejudice and, let's face it, any male actor would have a hard time pulling off Mr. Darcy. However, good Lord, the guy who played Mr. Wickham was hot and Mr. Darcy, the new one, well, I'd take him ;)

Yesterday I had so much to do. A glaring example of the non-existent balance in my life. When I got home from LA on Thursday night, the house was silent, the car was in the garage but no family, no lights, no fullness of life when I walked in the door. As it turns out I was completely unaware of the fact that The Son's school open house was that evening... the rest of the family was there, mother was missing. I can't begin to tell you the degree of guilt and sorrow this brings me. Not only was I so busy that I was completely unaware of it but it's a glaring example of just how out of control I am. Pre-Office, this would never have gone off my calendar.

Friday morning The Son had a school play, Bugz. The Son also had a presentation on the kimodo dragon, The Daughter had to be at school at 9, yoga was at 12:30... oh and, yea, I had that pesky work thing to do. This left no time for a practice but I decided I had to fit one in anyway. It's was probably pointless, it was probably one of the worst practices I've ever had. I was so stressed, so unhappy that my entire body was in completely and total revolt against my soul. From the first Sun Salutation to Savasana, I was completely incapable of performing, of meditating, of feeling. Kapotasana... ha... I couldn't even graze my feet and for the first time, it felt really really horrible. I managed to stand up once and then decided I should call it quits. The Bugz play was great... it's amazing to see the interaction of children and how, in second grade, you can almost certainly pick out the jocks, the cheerleaders, the brains.

Practice will be hard to come by.. it's a camp out weekend which means I would need childcare... but perhaps Intro to Second tomorrow.

Last night I watched Guru again with Tiff. At one point, Guruji is saying that the students job is obedience. A student does not ask questions... only do... do what you are told to do. I had this revelation about where I am a student... how we don't ask questions... how if we did the answer would usually be something along the lines of "let's try it again" -- just do, don't ask. It was one of the moments that you realize you are in the right place at the right now.

I mentioned to The Husband the other night about how I feel yoga has brought me to the here and now and how sometimes I'm unable of just shooting the shit about stuff that isn't likely on our radar screen anytime in the near future... I was happy that he said he fully understood what I meant. The Husband took yoga with Kiran the other day. I was interested by the fact that he didn't tell me for a good few hours after I got home... he told me almost as a side comment right before we went to sleep. I was very interested in what he thought but, of course, I was really trying to maintain a detachment to it. I was surprised at how hard that was. He told me tha the was still processing his experience, that he'd been thinking about it ever since. I wasn't and still am not sure how to take this. He did say that he would be more inclined to continue going if the timing wasn't so bad for him.. class out at 1:30 and The Daughter has to get picked up at 2pm... this doesn't really leave enough time to get from one to the other.

I bought a new pair of shoes today. Actually I exchanged a pair I had bought a month ago. They are really beautiful... Michael Kors.. huge heel... I think I'm becoming a shoe whore.

On the iPod:

Kashmir, Led Zeppelin (Thanks to my friend, C, who, in his infinite patience, has provided me with the introduction and continued enjoyment of Led Zeppelin).