It’s 11:30 pm. I woke up at 5 am, having gone to sleep during Jimmy Kimmel–some time after midnight. I needed a little company in my lonely motel room at the Best Western.
I did my morning yoga practice; worked; drove 4 hours; returned calls; plowed through accumulated mail and email; did a phone session with a client; ate fresh raspberries and Stonyfield Yogurt for dinner and now I am brain dead.
Somewhere back in the deep recesses of my brain, there is a lot going on. I’m excited about everything I experienced and learned in the last three days and I’m sure I’ll have something to say about it before too long…there’s a article rattling around in there, I think–maybe several articles…we’ll just have to see what comes. Right now, nothing…I just want to be a vegetable…maybe I should call my little friend, Madeleine who knows how to party!
This was Madeleine’s bubblicious “Happy Cake” day…Of course, she invited Blake…
And her Nannie…my younger daughter, Grace…
