Thursday, October 25, 2012


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Tuesday, June 26, 2012

gotta love 'dem prairies

Last night, just as we were falling asleep in bed, B-rad and i were suddenly awakened by the sound of heavy rain...and hail.... we got up and watched an amazing light show as the sky lit up again and again with intense lightning.

check out some images of last night's storm on this website

today there is still a Tornado watch in effect, and i'm pondering whether or not i should go to yoga.... i think i still should.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

fuck yeah.

For a little over a year now, i've been going off and on to Hot Yoga at one of the studios here.  I don't get to go as often as i'd like, but i always feel awesome afterwards.

For those of you who don't know, it's a series of poses done in a 40C degree studio (that's 104F) with high humidity so you can get deeper poses and you sweat like a mofo.

In the times that i've gone, when i get too hot, or work too hard, or start to feel woozy, i would take a breather and lay down on my mat in Savasana and just recover. 

Now, i'm no teeny tiny little yoga girl.  I've had two kids, and one with special needs, and unfortunately - i eat when i'm stressed.  Just painting a picture.

a few weeks ago i went to a class after a long hiatus, and i really felt the body image issues - it's tough being the only chubby girl in a room full of graceful beautiful yoga bodies. 

Today, though, before heading into the yoga studio, on a sign i had probably seen over and over each class - one line popped out at me.

"Yoga is not a competitive sport, it's a process of self acceptance"


So, i walked into the studio and put my mat down on the floor, thinking about that.  Running it over and over in my head.  thinking about the words; it's a process of self acceptance.


And class began.

And i rocked.

Not that i got each pose right, and not that i was super flexible, but my perception of the class changed.   My perception of yoga had changed. 

My class was fuller than any class i'd been to tonight, and i happened to be standing next this stunning blond who could bend into a pretzle.  My initial thought was we look like the number 10.  (she's the 1)... then i caught myself....

"No. THIS is what my body looks like RIGHT NOW, and i'm just going to do the pose the BEST that i can, in this body, right now."

it was the best yoga class of my life.

and i made it through the class, doing each pose - not sitting out one posture, but powering through.  in fact, there was one time when i was on the floor and i thought "Uhnnn, i'll sit this next one out" and the instructor said to the class: "Okay, you can do this!" and i thought: "Yeah! I CAN do this.... i'm not that tired, i'm just lazy" so i carried on.

I'm not saying that every class that i take from here on in is going to be amazing, but if i can just remember and keep in my mind that it's NOT a competition, and so what if i'm rounder than everyone else here - i'm HERE! i SHOWED UP, and i can do this.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

oh man,

i just told Chewie that if he did not lay down on the couch and close his eyes, i would call Santa and tell him to take all his toys to someone else.

result? Three year old - who NEVER naps... snoring on the couch.

I wish this calling Santa thing could last all year...

Friday, November 18, 2011

Back in time

If you could go back in time to any era, for one week, where would you go?

I'm not sure I could pin it down. There are so many interesting periods. Possibly I'd like to visit San Fransico in the mid sixties. Or maybe the late fifties early sixties in New York City. Is it terrible to choose a time frame based on fashion? Probably.

Whenever I think of these types of questions, I'm always forced to think of the time period I'd like to visit, then I ponder he status of women in that time frame... Inevitably I always come back to the mid-sixties. The world was changing, the music was awesome, women were finding their voices, free love, mind altering drugs were experimented with before the knowledge of "flashbacks".... I think being a flower child would have suited me. As much as I would live to visit ancient Egypt or 15th century England, the idea of being a slave or a man's property or having no rights and being not much more than a walking baby factory, a week might be a tad much. Give me free love in the sixties.

What about you?

Saturday, October 29, 2011

RANT!! in G Minor

Just now, in my facebook feed... i saw this posted as someone's status and i just had to drop everything:
HEY YOU... yeah, I mean you. If you have taken a minute to read this... God has seen YOU struggling with something. God says its over. A blessing is coming your way. If you believe in God send this message on, please don't ignore it, you are being tested. God is going to fix two things (BIG) tonight in your favor. If you believe in God... drop everything and repost.**
my initial response was to write some big OHMYFUCKINGOD response... but then i was like, no... no... i can't do that.  not on facebook.  i mean, i really don't want to offend anyone, but i CANNOT TELL YOU how much i was offended by this.

first of all.... "God has seen YOU struggling with something.  God says it's over"... Great! so, what you're saying is, if i drop everything and repost this, God is going to magically go in with his 'magic' and repair all of Artoo's damaged cranial nerves?  If i drop everything and repost this, will Artoo suddenly learn how to smile?  "...please don't ignore it, you are being tested..."  Really? REALLY?!? REEEEEAAAALLLY???? God is testing me, through facebook.  Really.  With Seth and Amy.  Really. FUCKING REALLY!??  God is going to fix two big things tonight in my favour.... wow. 

I really am not a big fan of those copy/paste status updates in general, you know the ones... with some random statistic about the percentage of people who know someone with (Insert disease/condition here) and how if you want to end said disease/condition, copy and paste to your status update, and if you don't, that obviously means you are a terrible person, cuz clearly you must like this disease and hope people continue to suffer.  ENOUGH, they make me crazy, but this one takes the goddamned cake.  

Does anyone honestly believe that God will make all their problems go away because they copied and pasted some random bullshit that they saw on someone elses wall?  For Fuck sake.  Or is it the oh-so-ominous: "IF you believe in God send this message on" that makes them think, "well, i don't want someone to think i DON'T believe!!"  or perhaps the veiled threat of: "YOU ARE BEING TESTED" and maybe they're making sure that their bases are covered.

Also, this totally preys on peoples emotions... "oh my god... I AM going through something!! This status is for me!!!" 


i'll tell you one thing.

posting some prepackaged shit you saw somewhere else is not going to get salvation. 
if i'm being tested by facebook, i hate to think what the hell all this other shit i'm going through is for...

God doesn't care. 

if God exists at all (which i'm not entirely certain about, at least, not in the way that western christianized culture would have us believe...even more so now that i'm dealing with Artoo's health), i don't think that he's some grandpa in the sky who's sitting at his laptop checking to see if Johnny DoGooder passed his test by posting that 'status' on his wall.

Ranty rant rant rant.
This is why i have a blog. sigh.

i'm sorry.  but that really bummed me out today.  super bummed.

Also, if you're going to leave me some kind of preachy comment, don't bother. you're not going to convert me, just saying.

**I should clarify that it was the pre-written update itself that made me crazy, not the person who posted it.  

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

my blog had a birthday

Happy 9th birthday bloggity blog.

oh my.

Hey, if any of you have been reading since the beginning, holy crap! you are loyal.

and i love you.
I love this blog too.  sorry, this blog has some serious neglected older child syndrome. 

thanks for sticking it out, interwebs.
Love Laura
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