Yoga Day #2

Day #2 is in the books! After my first yoga class, I left thinking that things could only get better. And they did. For example, upon my return for class #2: I knew exactly where the Mind Body Spirit room was located, so I didn’t  waste time waiting outside the room where I thought the class…

Homemade Iced Coffee (complete with homemade almond milk)!

We (coffee and I) met when I was quite young. My grandpa and I would sit around the kitchen table dunking grandma's homemade molasses cookies into steaming cups of coffee. Of course my cup wasn't really steaming, as it was mostly milk and sugar with a little coffee mixed in, but you get the idea. Then…

Embracing Perfectionism

perfectionism one word,  yet a complete line symbolic of me Embracing perfectionism. And when I say embracing, what I really mean is squeezing the living daylights out of it, wrestling it to the ground, straddling it, pinning down its arms and giving it an ultimatum: "Stop messing with my life. Or else!". (And no, I haven't figured out the "or…

An Early Morning Run (a poem)

An Early Morning Run An early morning run Leads me through Neenah’s leaf strewn streets. Leaves crunch beneath my feet, and ghostly shadows of sailboats arise from the harbor.   Running through Neenah’s leaf strewn streets, makes me feel like all is well with the world. Ghostly shadows of sailboats arise from the harbor. The…

Definitely A Stretch (literally and figuratively)

My alarm went off at 5:15, but I had been in a blissful state of semiconsciousness for about a half hour. My mind was filled with tranquility. You see, I am a teacher and summer vacation had finally arrived. As I wiped the sleep from my eyes however, nervous trepidation crept into my body, as I…