Bits and Pieces
--My Bikram Yoga studio has moved!! This is very exciting because I no longer have to drive to Dix Hills to sweat for 90 minutes in a 107 degree room! I went in search of their new location last night hoping to make 6:30 class (in the pouring rain in the back roads of East Setauket) and got hopelessly lost. I still have not found it. This is very upsetting to both me and my back which desperately needs to be stretched, specifically in the Head-To-Knee pose.
--Due to the fact that I did not have any success finding the new yoga place, I treated myself to dinner at McNulty's Ice Cream Parlor: Mmmm soft vanilla with rainbow sprinkles for supper!
--I have a second job, as some of you may know, which I am currently starting next Thursday. I am teaching beginner piano and beginner voice lessons. My first student is a 5 and a half year old girl who has already been studying the piano for a year already. I gasped when I heard how young she was and then remembered that *I* started piano lessons when I was 5 so what is the big deal? Kids at that age retain information like crazy.
--I really enjoy eating lunch at places that ask for your name so that they can call it out when the food is ready. I almost always use a pseudonym at places like this. Most of the time I use overlooked names such as "Marguerite" or "Gwendolyn." Other times, I spice it up with a "Hildegarde" or "Dominique" or maybe just simply, "Trudy". This provides a tremendous amount of amusement for me and I suspect it generates some snickers behind the counter as the bewildered employees wonder silently to themselves, "Who on earth would give a perfectly healthy young girl the name Hossenfeffer?"
Side Note: This also works well when giving a name for a dinner reservation. A slight problem can occur if you are waiting more than 30 minutes and lose track of the name you gave them. When they call out "Yolanda, Party of 6", make sure you don't forget that it's you!
--My mother informed me that the priest's yellow canary died yesterday at the church where she works. It was sitting, dead, at the bottom of the cage with its eyes closed. After viewing the deceased canary, the secretary in the office declared that she could not eat a single Peep this Easter because poor Bernadette (the dead bird) looked just like the famous Easter marshmallow candy. My mother had to agree but then secretly told me that she would just swear off the yellow ones and freely indulge in the blue, purple and pink Peeps. This is also the woman who dined with me last night on soft vanilla ice cream and then had a biscotti, a cup of tea and THEN the main course, a tuna sandwich, for dinner.
--Regina gave birth last Saturday to an absolutely perfect baby girl, Lillian Elizabeth. I have yet to see the lovely little darling in person but I've seen a few lovely digital camera pictures from the delivery room and though she was indeed a bloody splotchy thing, no one can deny that she's STUNNING! Regina is one of the strongest women I know and I'm so happy to report that she's doing splendidly. I realize that even though pooping on the delivery table is on my list of Top 5 Fears of All Time, I would really really like to give birth someday. Pass the birthing tub if you please.
--I'm coming to terms with the fact that when other people achieve major milestones--marriage, babies, amazing jobs, I somehow temporarily feel invalidated. The feeling eventually passes and I'm able to be happy for them but I think it's so awful that I let things like that bother me even for a second. I'm going to work on convincing myself that even though I may not be doing anything tremendous right now, my life is still worthwhile. In due time, I will do great things and I have to continue to remember that every day I do small great things and that is okay. I have two jobs, I like yoga, I help others and I currently donate to help cure AIDS. I'm 21. I'm doing okay.
That is all.
PEACE!
--Due to the fact that I did not have any success finding the new yoga place, I treated myself to dinner at McNulty's Ice Cream Parlor: Mmmm soft vanilla with rainbow sprinkles for supper!
--I have a second job, as some of you may know, which I am currently starting next Thursday. I am teaching beginner piano and beginner voice lessons. My first student is a 5 and a half year old girl who has already been studying the piano for a year already. I gasped when I heard how young she was and then remembered that *I* started piano lessons when I was 5 so what is the big deal? Kids at that age retain information like crazy.
--I really enjoy eating lunch at places that ask for your name so that they can call it out when the food is ready. I almost always use a pseudonym at places like this. Most of the time I use overlooked names such as "Marguerite" or "Gwendolyn." Other times, I spice it up with a "Hildegarde" or "Dominique" or maybe just simply, "Trudy". This provides a tremendous amount of amusement for me and I suspect it generates some snickers behind the counter as the bewildered employees wonder silently to themselves, "Who on earth would give a perfectly healthy young girl the name Hossenfeffer?"
Side Note: This also works well when giving a name for a dinner reservation. A slight problem can occur if you are waiting more than 30 minutes and lose track of the name you gave them. When they call out "Yolanda, Party of 6", make sure you don't forget that it's you!
--My mother informed me that the priest's yellow canary died yesterday at the church where she works. It was sitting, dead, at the bottom of the cage with its eyes closed. After viewing the deceased canary, the secretary in the office declared that she could not eat a single Peep this Easter because poor Bernadette (the dead bird) looked just like the famous Easter marshmallow candy. My mother had to agree but then secretly told me that she would just swear off the yellow ones and freely indulge in the blue, purple and pink Peeps. This is also the woman who dined with me last night on soft vanilla ice cream and then had a biscotti, a cup of tea and THEN the main course, a tuna sandwich, for dinner.
--Regina gave birth last Saturday to an absolutely perfect baby girl, Lillian Elizabeth. I have yet to see the lovely little darling in person but I've seen a few lovely digital camera pictures from the delivery room and though she was indeed a bloody splotchy thing, no one can deny that she's STUNNING! Regina is one of the strongest women I know and I'm so happy to report that she's doing splendidly. I realize that even though pooping on the delivery table is on my list of Top 5 Fears of All Time, I would really really like to give birth someday. Pass the birthing tub if you please.
--I'm coming to terms with the fact that when other people achieve major milestones--marriage, babies, amazing jobs, I somehow temporarily feel invalidated. The feeling eventually passes and I'm able to be happy for them but I think it's so awful that I let things like that bother me even for a second. I'm going to work on convincing myself that even though I may not be doing anything tremendous right now, my life is still worthwhile. In due time, I will do great things and I have to continue to remember that every day I do small great things and that is okay. I have two jobs, I like yoga, I help others and I currently donate to help cure AIDS. I'm 21. I'm doing okay.
That is all.
PEACE!
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