Our first full day in Florida involved an airboat ride, gator stalking, gator cuddling, manatee sightings and a delicious lunch at a quirky and charming spot on the water. Tons of pictures, less talking. Enjoy!
San Diego Camping Adventure
Last week we packed our bags and went on a two night camping adventure. Maybe camping is not the right word. We were at an RV park in San Diego. We had a pool, bathroom with showers, and even a gym. And much to Logan’s chagrin no campfire! According to Logan, two key components to camping are icy beers and fire. I tend to agree. Surprisingly we survived.
It was our first trip in our tent trailer, and a good test run for all the goodies we were missing. Luckily we went with Logan’s cousin and his family, and they were fully stocked and organized. Lesson learned.
I forgot to take pictures of our campsite, and most of our activities, because I was too busy chasing Zane around. He is a mover, and he doesn’t stop. In fact, the only time he takes a break is when he runs into something. He decided our little adventure was a great time to fall off a tricycle and give himself a black eye. I think he handled it better than I did.
It was a quick trip. We came home, unpacked and then repacked for Florida. We are in Cocoa Beach now; enjoying the hot sun, fried food and gator adventures….more on that tomorrow!
Kitchen Remodel
Goodbyes are difficult. I’m a goodbye hysterical crier. Always have been. But recently I said one good bye that left me happy and excited to never look back. After 4 years of living in our house, we said goodbye to our kitchen.
Here are a couple things I’m excited about…
an oven that works
space for everything
never having to look at that hideous tile and grout again
our new garden window
natural light and a more open floor plan
an oven that works
A couple things I’m not so excited about…
checking our bank account balance
DUST
DUST
DUST
I already have construction clean-up anxiety.
While construction is taking place we are living down at our beach house (AKA Logan’s parent’s house.) It’s a pretty sweet gig; we are blocks from the beach, downtown HB, parks, THE BEACH. We might not want to move back!
Yoga with Kathryn Budig
Have you ever been to a yoga class that is so serious it is intimidating? Everyone is focused on their ujjayi breath and their own practice that you feel like if you make any noise or get off-balance you are going to make a seriously unwelcome scene. I’ve been to a couple classes like that, and I always feel like I hold myself back, I play it safe. Because I don’t want to be the person who kicks up to the wall with a thud, or face plants while trying to do an arm balance. But that is where I am in my yoga practice. I fall. All the time. I crash. I thud. And sometimes I even forget to breath!! You are not meant to be perfect in yoga; it can be playful, fun, and you can laugh at yourself.
That being said; I found it to be totally refreshing to take Kathryn Budig‘s workshop at Yogaworks last Friday. I left my little man at home with the Grandparents and braved LA traffic for two hours of incredibly playful, fun, INSPIRING yoga. People were laughing, telling jokes, having a blast. Mind you, we were packed into a room like sardines. It was not a heated class, but 50+ people inches away from each other made for an insanely hot room. I mean dripping in sweat kind of practice.
And guess what? I fell on my face. Multiple times. And I loved it. I tried poses I never thought I could do…and I was mostly right…but I gave it a go and surprised myself with little glimpses of the possibilities ahead. I left feeling beyond inspired…and with maybe a little yoga crush on Kathryn. She is witty, lighthearted and super approachable. Mix that with knowledgeable and experienced, and you’ve got yourself an awesome combination.
Maui…Finale!
I’m tempted to go a little crazy on the recount of our Maui trip. We had such an incredible time. But I’m just going to leave you with some pictures, and tell you that my son was a dancing-crazed little man. I am still (two weeks later) watching the videos of him going crazy on the dance floor. No inhibitions, just pure joy. What a great lesson. Those little guys, although often mistaken for tiny drunk people, have the most amazing gift of living in the moment. No insecurities or baggage. My little man constantly reminds me to enjoy the present, forget about the past or future, and never…I mean NEVER…take for granted the little moments in life. Especially if those moments involve a garbage truck!
P.S. Shannon and Kevin…best. wedding. ever. Thanks for letting us be a part of it. xoxo
Yoga in Maui
I taught my first yoga class since completing my teacher training a couple months back. It just so happened to be in Maui, by the beach with waves crashing in front of us. Could you get a more beautiful venue? I don’t think so.
Thanks to the beautiful bride, Shannon, for asking me to lead the class, and my wonderful father-in-law, Tom (aka Bupoo) for taking pictures. xo
Yep, this is the dream…
I LOVE this picture. It simultanealously makes me weak in the knees, inspired and maybe a little queasy. Could you dive into the big blue ocean and swim with a whale?
