greatest hits

our week in pictures~

1) 2 month check up.  growing like a weed.  

less expensive formula = good news.

2) revisiting this place for lunch.  beet salad to die for.

3) a birthday party where old friends made new friends,

to celebrate this angel turning two.

4) a low lake is the perfect playground.

5) first fish.

6) celebrating independence.

7) smiles abundant.

8) quality time with the sis at her annual 4th of july party.

9) a fantastic yoga class.

10) painted "rocketships" aka birdhouses.

11) visiting the family at the shop where one little boy honed his skills.

12) learning from the master.

{thank goodness for water-based paint}

looking forward to friends coming over, a movie date with ben, and celebrating our SEVENTH anniversary over sushi.

how was your week?

until next time,

xoxoxo

just breathe

meet my good friend melissa.  her friendship is one of my favorite things i inherited in my marriage.  a couple of years ago she married my husband's brother-from-another-mother, bryant.  they are good people.

melissa is a yoga instructor.  and last night her yoga flow class kicked my butt.  in the very best way, of course.

you see, i am not one of those people who craves exercise.  i exercise out of necessity.  my idea of a fun work-out is a zumba class, because i get to shake what my momma gave me.  too bad zumba isn't byob because i am a much better dancer a few drinks in.

but i must admit, i love melissa's yoga classes for a few reasons:

a) she modifies poses based on your body's needs.  both hard-core yogis (my sister) and recreational yogis (me) are able to enjoy her class.

b) she plays great music.  no new-agey trance music to be found.  last night i heard ben harper, the flaming lips, and pearl jam, to name a few.  this is a deal-breaker for me.

c) it forces you to stop your mind for an hour and only concentrate on your body and it's needs/capabilities.  no time to think about your baby's spit-up when you are trying to balance on one leg. the only thing you have to worry about during that hour is remembering to breathe.

and last night, just as i was forgetting that crucial in-through-your-nose-out-through-your-mouth technique, like a mind reader, melissa played this:

she used to teach classes out of her home (below is a picture of me after i flooded her house with my sweat).  but now she teaches right up the street at white rock yoga.  like them on facebook, check out their website, come to a class. 

you'll see me there.  even though my ass hurts like a mother, i'll be back.