I spent most of today "practicing" for my presentation on Tuesday. I'm really nervous and I don't know the material all the way through. TWBD nailed when he told me that the reason is likely that it doesn't sound like me. It's not my normal conversational presentation. I'll figure out the right blend... but it's probably gonna take another day.

Yesterday was an interesting day for me. It started with a conversation that sorta made me uncomfortable but I could have chosen to not say anything or I could have chosen to be honest and explain my feelings. I chose the latter because I'm not really so good with the former but I still question the appropriateness of the conversation at all. I also probably had a stupid conversation that was totally not good for me, but I did it anyway... and I sorta liked it. Fortunately, the day evened out with The Best Friend and Beautiful Yoga Girl going downtown for a few beers and some raw tuna :)

The Son had Cotillion today and I got to take him to it. He is so handsome in his suit... and I peeked through the doors as he did the "receiving line" (in which the boys must shake hands with individuals who volunteer for the program, look them in the eye and introduce themselves), as he held his elbow out for a girl to hold on to as he escorted her on to the dance floor. Once he was lost in the crowd, we could no longer see so we left. Parents do not stay and if they do, they must be dressed equally as formal. I never really anticipated that The Son would really like this program but he appears to love it. Tonight he demonstrated the table manners he learned by pulling out my chair for dinner, explaining the placement of the fork and the knife and that one should never put one's knife in the mouth... and finally that to signal that you are done with your meal, you should cross your fork over your knife on the plate. He told us that he got to dance with one girl who was nice and talkative and was into dancing and another who really didn't want to be there. He also mentioned that some girls giggled and told him some other girl wanted to dance with him. He's completely oblivious to this and could care less (for now). Given the recent situaton with him academically, I'm really happy to see him put effort into this and embracing it. It's heartwarming.

It is 80 degrees here. An amazing full of sun and life day. I'm feeling stronger because I feel I'm making movement, progress to getting things under control. I leave at 8am for Seattle... where's it freezing cold and raining. I've decided I would love to see the snow while I have the apartment there... which may not be for longer. I'm super sad to give it up if the landlord will work with me... but recognize that this is what I must do to pull the universe back to order for myself and my family. It's a beautiful place that I enjoy being in a lot so I plan to really enjoy it while I have it.

To honor that, I am going to do all of first series tomorrow in the apartment. My plan is to fly in, practice, go to the store and get some supplies and then bunker down all night and practice making this presentation more in my own style and finding a demo to do with it.

A week in the freezing cold... bah humbug. But, in positive universal thinking, I do believe I'm going to be able to facilitate making Jason's Thursday and Friday Mysore classes at 8Limbs... and even the 8am Saturday session... If you're in Seattle, I hope to see you there... and maybe I can finally get in a regular practice this week.