We're going to Japan in 3 weeks. More repetition. Lots of work stuff to do before then. I love going to Japan. It's the closest experience to interstellar travel that I've found on account of the 'alien-factor' repeated, squared, then times by ten. Will have a 5-yr-old, a new business eye, an aesthetic thirst to be quenched and we're staying with a beautiful Japanese/American family. There'll be touring, a tad. Can't wait! CAN'T WAIT!!
When we get back, bringing home the bacon will have a new mode, a re-visitation of an old theme, a zushing up of a new theme. There will be more pictures, some moving and some still.
Last night I dreamed of a C grade 70's detective thriller with velvet wall paper, fake furs, bad teeth, chain smoking, no sex, no violence and bloody funny protagonists who held their guns with bent elbows, swinging them about as they threatened pantyhose head-dressed robbers in their ever-so-polite Queens English while smoking a ciggie; not very CSI, not very ghetto. The dream played out from start to finish. I even woke once and the dream resumed (I love that). Best of all, it was funny.
Smooches and wedgies, all at once,
D
PS. We watched a bogan wedding in the park today. It was bee-udifuw.
PSS In my yoga class last week I (again) used the idea of holding a minty between the arse cheeks to describe how one might best hold the arse during a posture, and today in class I remember saying 'bossy yoga bitch'. I've been toying with calling my class Bogan Yoga. It has a ring to it, don't you think? I do believe that I qualify. I do.
PSSS Images below of more days in Paradise.
Sun Up
Gemini Sunshines
4 frank folks find it in their hearts to say::
Thanks so much for thinking of me [[[big wet hug from the Pacific Northwest]]]
To do lists....I would be lost without them! I wonder if yours are neat or messy? Mine are shockingly discombobulated. I have never learned how to write neatly or keep track of one notebook at a time. Or even separate my personal life "to dos" from my work "to dos". It's a wonder I get anything accomplished, but I do, mainly because I'm selfish and all of my "to does" are things I want to do, anyway.
Then i look at your blog...& remember what it was like balancing kids, husband, etc...*whew* Give yourself a pat on the back.
Shit! Pat on the back ... I feel like I need a year off. They've just letf the house for an hour and I couldnt be more pleased. It gets too much. They both talk at me constantly ... anyhoo.
My lists are horribly organised, printed and in categories, 6 categories: 4 seperate work sections for 4 individual projects, one for my writing, which gets very little attention, one for home.
Mostly I do it so that I can see how I'm prioritising my time. The home column gets the most attention: ticks and new entries.
It's kind of obsessive, but at the same time it's a really positive and affirming thing to have and use. It shows me that when I feel unproductive, that mostly I'm not. It shows that I'm pulling my weight in my responsibilities but mostly it tells me that I don't have enough fun and one day soon, my time will again be my own. I'm happy to wait, but I am impatient.
My to do list tells me to 'keep on going' and in itself it is a wee pat on the back.
Strange habit, isn't it?
x
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Bogan Yoga classes - can you do yoga in moccasins?
I can see Boga classes taking over the world!
xx KateB
Ah yes. I remember when I would get up at 6:00am to have a precious hour to myself before I had to deal with the needs of my husband, 3 children & the rest of the crazy world. Those early morning hours w/myself kept me sane & the rest of the household happy.
That part of my life is behind me. I reap the benefits in children that I believe respect me & grandchildren that adore me.
Lists are meant to keep one on task. But, they can become complicated & a task themselves.
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