I finally took a bath at 9pm tonight. I seriously considered just going to back and taking a shower pre-practice tomorrow but then I thought what message that might send to The Husband and decided I should, at the very least, go to bed clean.

I didn't forget the Motrin this morning. The knee was still somewhat troublesome. I'm sad to say it. I am starting to get worried that this wasn't just some cyst and it will all be gone away in another week. I'm about ready just to ask for the MRI and be done with it. Kapotasana didn't feel so good again today but I didn't get an adjustment either which I believe is the first time. Maybe it's time to just sit and stew with it on my own. I was able to hold my feet in Supta Vajrasana today for the first time since my last surgery. It's a really pleasant feeling when I "get something back" -- I'm not sure why yet it just is. So I go with it.

Like a 3 year old, I was really hoping my teacher would notice that I managed to do headstand with straight legs today for the first time in a regular class since my first surgery. Today -- a celebration of firsts or, actually, second firsts.

I spent the entire afternoon playing graphic designer... making a css and master page layout for client (we can now safely assume all of my clients are "big huge" enterprise, name brand kind of clients). I suck as a graphic designer so it was a long day of figuring out pixels and HEX and whatchamacalit. On the other hand, I got a congratulatory email today about a project I worked on for multi-national company. And I forgot I am going to Seattle on Sunday so perhaps I'll be able to practice with David Garrigues while up there. I better remember to rent a car tomorrow with GPS. The last few times I went there I got lost.

Tiff is going to take Max for me for half the day tomorrow... actually I guess most of the day. She's going to take him from yoga and then keep him while I go to a meeting. I'm actually nervous. What if he misbehaves! Scary... sorta just like having a kid scary. I'm going to make her txt msg me every so often to tell me he's okay. What if he thinks I'm not coming back :( :)

Is it scary that I got totally into the latest MSDN developer's journal? I think it is a bit scary.