Moving slow…
That right there is the plain and simple truth.
Did not want to get out of bed, but thanks to the Ward’s and their (Crazy) desire to do the Yoga-thon (in support of Alzheimer’s research) at 2pm instead of say 9pm, get up is what I did. I did not feel well.
After a very nice ride in the back of Emma (Steve’s M3 Convertible) with the top down, I was starting to feel a little more like myself.
Then something strange happened…
Aunt Cheryl taught a Yoga session that I actually enjoyed. One hour of clearing the mind and making the body feel better. Maybe its just Yoga X that I can’t stand. Maybe it’s the 30 minutes of Ashunga Sun Salutations…
Anyways, went for dinner and got some great news (along with some not so good)…
See you Monday,
Beez
