I may have Paris, but all of you have the wonders of TARGET!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
I just finished my 6th Bikram Yoga class. I've had 4 different teachers and done them at different times. Here's what I've learned so far.
1. I'm much stronger in the morning than the afternoon.
2. It's freaking HOT in there. But it's getting easier to take because I know what to expect.
3. I need 2 bottles of Smart Water. (One bottle cold and one bottle FROZEN)
4. I need one yoga mat and a bunch of towels.
5. A giant beach towel because I'm tall.
6. 2 more towels to sit on when I get in the car.
7. (And most important) A little hand towel. Why? Aha! When I get to class I get the towel wet then wrap it around my frozen Smart Water. Just when I can't take the heat anymore I put the cold towel on my face and it's like heaven. ( I'm pretty sure this is illegal yoga behavior)
8. I'm completely addicted to this yoga. I feel so fantastic the rest of the day.
9. Party Time in Bikram yoga means we get to take a sip of water.
I was telling my brother, The Sgt. Major, about my new Hot yoga. I was explaining how hot it was for 90 minutes! I have to sip Smart Water and smuggle in a frozen one just to get through. Can you imagine?! I asked him. Can you imagine the heat?! He was strangely quiet for a few seconds when it suddenly dawned on me. Of course he can imagine the heat! He fought in Iraq and Vietnam!!!
I'm an idiot. And it brings the whole thing into perspective. Doesn't really seem all that hard compared to that, now does it?
He thought it was pretty funny and now we joke about how HARD my hot yoga is. I love him. He's the best brother ever.
Hope you all have a wonderful day.
(Smart Water is not paying me I just like it:)
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Shaboom sends us her update from Paris, France I read THIS article the other day and I thought I'd share a video with you from Etam, a French clothing company.
The Etam marketing team thought it would be a fun marketing idea to send a guerilla group of models (and a film crew) into open spaces to surprise/shock the public dressed only in lingerie. The representatives at the Musée d'Orsay were less than pleased when the girls teased their visiting art afficionados, claiming the group had no permission to film in the museum. The entire gang was thrown out into the cold without their coats.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Shaboom sends us her update from Paris, France
Living in the US, you may take for granted all the different retail sales that take place at any given time of the year. In Paris, there is a winter sale and a summer sale. Period. So if you're shopping in December or in June and you buy something ANYTHING you will surely regret it the following month when you see the same item for 70% less. Man that burns!
The sales here are always in the months of January and July. And for some reason, it's not all month long. I don't know who acts as the god of retail rules but I hope he dies soon as I'd like to take his job.
Today marks the first day of the winter sales so SexySultry and I braved the crowds in our heavy winter coats and scarves. That was our first mistake. It was an unseasonably warm 50 degrees today on top of the body heat of eleventeen billion people all cramming into tiny little french shops.
We were reduced to taking off our sweaters and outerwear which we then had to carry around in addition to the weight of our purchases and our handbags. I felt like I was weightlifting for 8 straight hours. (Yes, I spent 8 hours shopping today. It was like a marathon. Cashew would be so proud.)
We were out for the sole purpose of finding warm winter boots for SexySultry as I
am subjecting her to offered her a plane ticket to join me in Scandinavia next month to visit my parents. She didn't find anything that was perfect so we ended up buying tons of other crap neither of us needs. Big surprise.
In the process, we have decided that it's time to start changing her look. She think she dresses like a nun. She wants to dress more like a fun-loving rock star. I am taking on the challenge and am becoming her style guru. Yay, how fun!!
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Saturday, January 7, 2012
You know when you say things out loud you didn't even know you were thinking about? That happened last week. (The first year of the new year, how cliche of me.....But cliche is a French word, No?)
5 and I were on a walk with our neighbors. We were off to Starbucks for my new favorite drink, Skinny Peppermint Mocha Latte, when I said "I'm going to do Bikram Yoga at least once a week this year." My sweet neighbor said "Oh great! I'll do it with you." And a New Year's Resolution was born.
I sort of forgot about it, because I'm going with the freaking flow this year and there's been a LOT of Lego building since Christmas. But my neighbor is very organized. She researched the different locations around Burbank and came up with 3 choices. We picked one and went to our very first class this morning.
Now, I had been hearing about this crazy yoga experience for awhile now. I knew it would be hot and probably a little hard. I dusted off my yoga mat, brought a towel and some water. Put on my yoga pants, tank top, grabbed my friend and headed over.
I think I may have subconsciously been just a teensy bit nervous because I got us lost 3 times before we found it. (I don't get lost) Anyhoo, I signed up for one month of unlimited yoga at a minimal price and headed into the room.
The instructor was very sweet as she said "It's your first time so take lots of breaks. Your only goal is to "stay in the room". Even if you just sit there for an hour and a half. Just stay in the room."
As I walked in, I was hit by a wall of heat reminiscent of the last heat wave of summer. You know, the kind you try to get out of as fast as you can? Peer pressure is a magical thing so I acted like this was all normal and spread my mat and towel out with my water bottle in just the right spot.
Then she came in and turned the heat on.
There were 32 people in class.
The room was 105 degrees.
I haven't officially "worked out" in a year and a half.
The room was 105 degrees.
I was overdressed.
One person in class had to leave to hurl.
I took many breaks.
I am not bendy.
The room was 105 degrees.
I stayed in the room for the entire hour and a half.
When we were done I was never happier to go outside in 75 degree weather.
I came home, took a much needed shower and tried to figure out why I want to do this again.
The rest of the day I felt delightfully relaxed or exhausted or both I don't know but I loved it.
I'm completely hooked and going again tomorrow.
Let the New Year's Resolutions begin!
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
|White Cheddar, Parmesan, Green Onion and Habonero Pepper Omelet.|
The Dream: Astonish the guys with a gorgeous breakfast while we sit around watching the parade together. They will smile warmly at me while they eat their delightful breakfast I made with love.
What really happened: As soon as the bacon started cooking 5 starts yelling "Bacon! Bacon! May I have bacon mom? Please? Now? I need it!" I explain that we are all going to watch the parade together. He and Hubby exchange looks like I'm crazy. 5 offers me actual cash to watch a kid's show, they eat breakfast so fast I don't think they tasted it then went in the back room to watch Star Trek.
In the spirit of going with the freaking flow I sit alone watching the parade and writing.