Well I'm not sure it's a dream but definitely a thought. Today I actually looked up kids yoga teacher trainings. I actually really liked teaching the kids and would like to know more about it. I was thinking about how in my class I always did dropbacks with the little kids. I realize this sounds "advanced" but I looked at it from the perspective of getting over fear. Imagine, at 5, if you'd flip yourself up into a handstand and just not really give a flying crappola if you flew up and over and into a backbend.. you'd spew your rubbery limbs out and stand up, do it again. I never let them go it alone and I always basically did the backbend into my hand so that no child was doing more of a backbend than they could handle, if they could handle it. They loved it... that's cool... no fear...

Fear. It Runs The Show Man.

Anyway, in my mental rumblings I've thought how cool it would be to open a kids yoga studio. Paint the walls some fun thing, have kid sized stuff... and do yoga... I've already been asked by 3 local schools and a local studio to provide classes for ages 6 to 11. That would take all morning! That's about as far as my mental wanderings go... then it becomes something that would take effort to look into the "business" stuff and I can't go there.

I love psychology magazines. Tonight I learned that researchers have proven the 7 Year Itch is really a 10 Year Itch. The Attachment Theory is finally getting press time in mainstream magazines and 78% of the population believes they are more liberal than their parents. And Bush is President!

I bought a book today on Ayruvedic healing/cooking/eating that looks awesome. It's a nice hard back cookbook. If you didn't already know, I'm a Cookbook Whore. Tonight I made a lovely stirred fried rice from Donna Hay. We also had a bit of rose, a drier one with a really good review. Rose... who knew!

I sliced my finger while cooking said dinner... yep... was looking right at the Bok Choy and BOOM missed the end altogether and went through my finger. One of those jarring moments when you think "Damn, that was stupid!" I now have a Garfield and a Curious George bandaid on my finger because, well, it was all we had. Brilliance!

The Son hasn't been the most affectionate kid in awhile. It's really crushed me and awhile back I made the aware choice to really put some focus on this area. I am so happy that he's now kissing me daily, even twice a day.. hugging and generally seems much more comfortable with my affection. It's always really cool when you see something you've been pouring effort into come to fruition.

The psychology magazine also told me that studies have shown your short term memory is like 60 seconds... and that you have to repeat, for example, names right when you hear them in order to remember them. Interesting. It also explains a lot of other things I tend to forget real easily.

Tomorrow... 9 am practice... Tonight I had a Dagoba Roseberry chocolate bar!!!