Yolinna's Other Mat

Yep, that's right. I give. I can't figure it out... and it's just nicer to move sometimes :)

My forwarding address:

http://risingreal.blogspot.com/

Hope to see you there!

Namaste'
Linda

So google will not let me sign into this blog without signing out of my imaginetheplace name which has become a pain in the rear so I made another blog.  However, it has been an extremely challenging time in my world so my blog entries are just a bit too private for public viewing.  Now I feel like I'm splintered into 3.  I have my imagine blog which is business... totally as professional as I can get.  I have this blog where it gets a bit more personal but I never know who remembers it so I can't let it all hang out... but even in the all hang out blog some of my entries are unpublished to protect the feelings of the folks who I blogged about.

Life was simpler when I first started blogging wayyyy back in the xanga days.  I just said what I wanted. Consequences be dammed.  It was fun, didn't have to be pc, didn't feel like I was being judged for cleverness or uplifting levels.  But then too many folks started reading it, which is great at first but then you start worrying about being misunderstood or hurting anyone.  So I moved to blogger.. and wrote my heart out. Same thing.

Now, don't get me wrong.  I don't believe for one minute that I have much to hide, and I don't believe in putting on airs-- which is probably REALLY comical to those who know me, imagine ME putting on airs LOL. But I am human. Some times I get pissy about stuff that I know will pass but I can roll in the muck with the best of them.  Blogging is sometimes good, clean rolling in the muck.  It will pass. But there's a record of wrongs that some could hold onto.

Oh well.  Now I have to decide which way to go... but this google problem is irritating.

Yes, gardening.  Let's talk about that.  I bought my plants too early this year. I left them in the trays and put them in a blank space in my front garden where I would walk by them everyday so I'd remember.  So, yeah, I kept walking by them...

Sunday turned into plant savior day.  Will I drop everything and perform instant CPR/POR (can't play round? plant or die?) Well, of course, nothing else to do.  Phone a'ringing, laundry a'calling, work to do, but no-- code blue STAT!

My husband has a tendency to clean the gutters by scooping up the spring mush and throwing it willy nilly where it lands. For the 29 years that we've been in this house, my response has changed from "dear, please don't throw all those seeds & gunk in the garden, let's rake them up together." to arms akimbo, head shaking "REALLY??? WHAT KIND OF PERSON DOES THAT?"

I made the mistake of putting my too early bought plants in the garden where the willy nillies landed. So, Saturday I planted stalks with no leaves... basil, cilantro, impatiens... at least I hope thats what they were. Lots of potential maple trees were killed in this process. But fortunately, I am a yoga/reiki master teacher which means:

My husband is still alive.

Unfortunately, the folks that wanted to hang with me or have me return their calls/emails or get Reiki were on their own.  In the triage process, those in imminent danger of death have to go first. Unless the doctor is unstable and may be the cause of death... in which case, my husband felt it best to stay as far away as possible.

So there you have it, the most important thing going on in my life right now.

PS. Oh yeah, forgot! We go to North Carolina tomorrow to watch my daughter be the first person in my family to ever graduate from college. NBD.

PSS. Y'all sick of that yet? LOL

I find it interesting that the people who do their best are always the one worried that they did something wrong and the ones who do something wrong think they did their best. Crazy.

We have had a whale of a whirlwind around us.  My daughter is getting ready to graduate next month with a bachelors degree in Enviromental Science. Crazy.

She brought her boyfriend to meet us over Easter and we loved him. They have some whirlwinds around them that are quite formidable... but I think they'll be fine. Eventually. Crazy.

Business is good. I've been doing better at connecting with my friends. Barry got his Level I YogaFit training. Our cat is still alive and we keep praying for her to join her maker. Peacefully. But soon. Crazy.

I'm getting more cardio and hope to be a size 5 by summer. Now that's crazy.

I miss the old ways and the old friends. I look forward to new ways and new friends. Every step takes us closer to the dream, just never in a straight path it seems. Crazy.

Barry & I have been trying on the titles of Matriarch and Patriarch and considering buying a compound in Dallas. Or Knots Landing. Or creating a Dynasty in Fenwick. Which ever comes first. I don't have to tell you what that is.

Time has been killed in the making of this nonsense but no innocent animals. Yet.