I turned 38 on Friday. The day was pretty standard... dropped kids at school, made it to yoga by 8:10.... had a great first half of the practice but as everyone else was finishing up, the energy in the room begins to change and I lost all steam. So I did half of first, my second series poses and then bailed out. I bought myself a new James Perse dress as a birthday present ;) then I had dinner and ice cream cake with my family.... and then I met PunkAssBitch (who is so much less punk than I can even explain these days) down at Fiesta Island. She and her friends and family were setting up camp (only luxury camping in this kick ass motor home thingy) for the Thunderboat races so I went down for some drinks and some good times.

I had fun... I was so glad I went out... it was perfect... not too much noise, not too laid back... and I forget how much I love just kicking back talking with a bunch of rock solid individuals.... Happy Birthday.

Saturday was a whirlwind of soccer games and then a flight to Seattle that ended up being 3 hours late, two cancelled flights, two delayed flights and a huge mess at the airport.

I did, however, make it to practice this morning. First series at Samarya Center (or something like that). Traditional first with a nice hot room... just what I needed....

and then I walked outside and saw Seattle for what Seattle is.. cold and rainy.

It's a good thing I have this new MacBook to sit and have my coffee with ;)