Yadda, Yadda, Yadda

I’m writing this at 5:30pm on February 18 as I try to wrap things up at work so that I can head out of town for my birthday tomorrow.  I’m going to visit my parents in Illinois.  I live in Phoenix.  It’s cold in Illinois.  It’s not cold in Phoenix.

I’m feeling so very sorry for my soon-to-be-very-cold-self (I mean it’s bad enough that I’m turning another year older … who wants to celebrate at this age anyway … but add snow to that.  Not my idea of a fun birthday.  What was I thinking?).

On top of that, my work computer has crashed twice and now I’m going to be late for yoga class.

So, I am going to give myself an early birthday present and say to you all “hope you are doing lots of great things in the community and they are all very strategically thought out and you are balancing your yin and yang, following a two-fold path, yadda, yadda, yadda.”

No, I’m not turning 50 … thank goodness for that, at least!  Maybe a little yoga will help me regain my naturally cheery demeanor (no comments from you, Al!).  Namaste, all.