Day 3 Back In..... And Some Childishness

Ok, so this is a little weird for me, so you may hear about it more than you want, lol, but I have to say it.  I knew the time was coming, when I would have to go back to work.

I have been thinking about what I want to do when I grow up a lot. (Still don't feel grown up all the time)  Chaos is 2 now, and will start school in a mere 3 more years.  And I will be faced with what to do with my time.  There is a lot that I can think of that I need to catch up on, I don't know if it can wait for 3 years though.

We live in a somewhat remote-er (yes it's a word) area and the closest school is at least an hour away, so that involves a lot of driving and planning around schedules.

I can do it, I just dread the thoughts of it.  I am complaining I know, there a million women who do it, and I commend each and every one of them. And perhaps I am a wee bit spoiled.  But every time I think about leaving my home to work, I think about the time I am  going to miss, the school functions, the games, the after school functions and activities.  It makes me sad,and then I can't even think about what I want to do when I grow up.

Any words of advice? I sure could use it.  (BTW, my job right now is a temporary one until the industry picks up)

Ok I am done complaining for now.

Maybe you wan to hear something good..... and funny?  Deal! Since I have been spaced in my own little world as of late, how about a couple jokes? From the mouths of my children.

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Olive
Olive who?
Olive YOU silly!

Knock Knock
Who's there?
Alison
Alison who?
Alison to  my favorite song!

Why did the teddy bear stop eating?
Cause he was stuffed!  (Bwah hah hah hah)

Why wouldn't the skeleton cross the road?
He didn't have the guts! (AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA)

Alright, enough of this foolishness, until tomorrow, enjoy your day, enjoy your family and happy Life!

My Christmas Miracle and A New Way to Ohm

First of all, I'm gonna start my Monday, I'm sure jinxing myself, but it needs to be said.  Yesterday was family day.  Yesterday was also 3T's baby's birthday.  Little dude turned 2.  Now here is where it gets complicated.  I'm sure all of you mothers, at one point or another, have had your children "show off".  Not just singing and dancing, but put on their best show...... because you won't chastise  them in public (or so they think).  My 3 do just that, on a regular basis.  That being said, it's usually worse around certain people, not their fault, my kids just think that they need to be the center of EVERYONE'S universe.  (They are of mine, of course)  Yesterday though, something magical happened.  Some sort of Christmas miracle.  My kids........... listened (knock on wood that they can do it again in the future).  I don't just mean that they listened, but they played nicely with all the other children, they did not stand at the snack tables blocking everyones entry like a goalie up against Sid the Kid, they used their manners (even Chaos, who refuses to talk to anyone but me and Mad Chad), they did not rip into the presents or the cake, and absolutely nothing embarrassing came from their glorious little mouths.  Like I said, a Christmas miracle.  Thank you.

I would like to give you some infinite wisdom for Meditation Monday, but I really am still in shock from yesterday, lol.  So you get just plain ol' meditation ranting.
I really think that I have found my calling, my ohm so to speak.  For those of you who read my blog, if  you think waaaaaaaaayyyyyyy back to the first Meditation Monday, you will recall that I don't ohm.  Really I don't.  But I found my actual ohm zone.  Yogalates!  I am not some sort of crazed fitness junkie, or someone who is going to tell you 100 different ways to stay in shape, or live longer or lose weight (although this is fantastic for toning, lol).  But in my recent Yogafit class, a toned down version of yogalates, it came to me.  This is what I want to do, when I am happy, I want to go into a warrior pose and do the yoga version of 100's from there.  When I am angry, I want to go in a warrior pose, and do the yoga version of 100's from there.  And I want to do it all while listening to some classic '90's music.  I'm talkin Blue Rodeo, Michael Bolton, Roxette, Take That (Robbie Williams, oh yeah) and of course Jon Bon.  I really am being serious .  I found peace in that class and I did not want to leave.  So I guess my next step is loading up the ol IPod and givin' er.

I'm gonna give this question of the week thing 1 more try, maybe someone will answer me this week, or not.  But here goes anyways:

How do you find your peace? Not just to cool down, but in life.

Until tomorrow (be prepared for a challenge), ohm your way to happiness, however that may be. And enjoy your day.

5:30 am and a Question

I am seriously starting to wonder if 5:30 am is the only time I can align my chakra. I woke up this morning, to a VERY LOUD alarm clock (not realizing that I forgot to turn my phone down after a trip to the mall yesterday), and I got up with the hope that I could do some yoga, a quick workout, cut out a pattern or 2, and then get the day started for everyone else.  Normally I would have plenty of time to accomplish this, but having given myself a christmas sewing schedule, you know that this was not going to happen.

5:33, Supernan gets up, quietly, but no matter how quiet, chaos would inevitably hear him and get up also, and just from the sheer loudness of the house that early in the morning, YaYa had to get up too.

6:30, having fed everyone and lunches almost   prepared, I concede.

Yoga for everyone!

Not surprisingly, this is a favorite pastime for my children, and definitely the way I have managed to reduce injury drama in our household.  They are however missing the quiet part that I have come to enjoy.

So again, I concede, and throw on some music, not the serene sounds one would expect to hear from a yogic experience, but some good old fashioned rock and roll. Yes, rock and roll.  And you know what, they were quiet, sort of and we had a nice family yoga session. (minus the jungle gym that I became 5 min later)

Who knew that Guns and Roses was all it took to have a quiet experience.

Question of the week:

How do you feel about music during your yogic, meditation, or ohm experiences?
And what kind do you prefer?