I woke up early this morning and hit the 8:30 hot yoga class with Nancy. I’m seriously considering joining the studio. It hurts so good.
I’ve ramped up my exercising quite a bit recently. It feels good to be active again. Right now I’m liking a mix of 30DS, running, and yoga.
We have our kids this weekend. Last night was a really good night with Freya. She was riding the high from the mock trial, so we talked all about it, and she asked some questions about procedures and the like. She wants to go see some actual court proceedings, so I’m going to try to take her to some over winter break. Then the three of us watched A Few Good Men (Jackson couldn’t be pulled away from Fallen Order).
She was a defense attorney, and she didn’t win, so she said, “I found out today that I’m a loser,” and we were like no, no, no! She is so hard on herself, when in reality she is so smart and capable. We were like NOPE we are not having that kind of talk. I also told her that if she wants to be a lawyer, she’s going to need to get used to losing, because it happens a lot. We’re trying to build her up without being overbearing. (She and I have a date to watch some spooky stuff this afternoon while the boys dig into Axis and Allies Europe).
Did I mention that Bismarck escaped the yard Thursday? He dug a hole at the fence line in an attempt to get into the neighbor’s yard. She has three dogs, and Bizzy is obsessed with them. Well he miscalculated, and ended up in a different, unfenced yard. I was able to catch him fairly quickly, but it scared the shit out of me, like I swear my heart stopped for a few seconds. Fucking huskies, man. They are escape artists.
Tonight D and I are going to a big birthday bash down in the city. Tomorrow is Christmas tree day. I have Sunday Funday brunch plans with a gf I haven’t seen in a long time, and I also need to get some work done. But for now, I’m content to sit by the fire and read. Self care is important!