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The Dickens Tea, the Team Wench charitable event that I thought of and then could muster neither energy nor money to launch, has been officially handed off. They will keep the three aspects that were the most important to me - a Victorian Christmas theme, a late afternoon schedule, and the American Heart Association (Go Red for Women) as the recipient of the charity. The new runners include the member of a tea club, someone who runs a similar event for her Girl Scout troop, and someone who is raring to have a TW event under her belt and has great, creative ideas. It's in good hands. Better hands than mine right now.
Yes, I do feel that there's a big weight off my shoulders.
I am becoming annoyingly evangelical about the morning yoga. (The one thing that absolutely nobody else on my f-list could give a rat's ass - sorry Nos - about, judging from the resounding silence.) "Remember my body doesn't work in the morning," M said warningly when I enthused. That's kind of the *point* to me - when the alarm goes off at 5 in the frickin' morning, the last thing I want to do is actually *get up.* But I can roll onto my back and flex my feet. That's not too bad. And then pulling up my knees isn't so bad, I'm still on my back... and a few more "and thens" I'm up on my feet and can face the day, even though it's still pretty much still the crack of "Why am I awake?"
Next up, trying to come up with a 3-5 minute routine to get the blood moving to combat the middle-of-the-afternoon post-lunch snoozes at work.
John Barrowman, you're an oversexed toddler. Don't ever change.
iTunes does not have the original Slade version of "Run Runaway." Dang.
Yes, I do feel that there's a big weight off my shoulders.
I am becoming annoyingly evangelical about the morning yoga. (The one thing that absolutely nobody else on my f-list could give a rat's ass - sorry Nos - about, judging from the resounding silence.) "Remember my body doesn't work in the morning," M said warningly when I enthused. That's kind of the *point* to me - when the alarm goes off at 5 in the frickin' morning, the last thing I want to do is actually *get up.* But I can roll onto my back and flex my feet. That's not too bad. And then pulling up my knees isn't so bad, I'm still on my back... and a few more "and thens" I'm up on my feet and can face the day, even though it's still pretty much still the crack of "Why am I awake?"
Next up, trying to come up with a 3-5 minute routine to get the blood moving to combat the middle-of-the-afternoon post-lunch snoozes at work.
John Barrowman, you're an oversexed toddler. Don't ever change.
iTunes does not have the original Slade version of "Run Runaway." Dang.
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Me and my electrophysiologist (fancy schmancy cardiologist) thank you for supporting the American Heart Association.
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*ding*ding*ding*ding* WE HAVE A WINNER! You bet it's a way to delay getting out of bed, without actually falling back asleep! :>