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Three of six on the bakasana B. The first couple were totally discombobulated, and accompanied by the inner monolog: “How’d I do this before?? How’d I…” as I plunked to the ground.

A slightly more frantic, “I’ve forgotten how to do it!” moment, accompanied by furious thinking about how I did it last time I did it, finally followed by three that I landed seemingly magically (i.e., without thinking).

So, just do it.

Right.

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The weather here is spectacular — so warm, in fact, that I didn’t turn on the space heater this morning. And The Cop and I agreed it was time to get back to our Sunday Starbucks visit. Waylon LOVES a chance to ride in the car, and he LOVES sitting outside at Starbucks, where people give him tons of attention (LOVES it!) and there are tiny birds (LOVES them!) looking for crumbs and he gets hunks of The Cop’s muffin and my scone (LOVES to scarf them down and drool muffiny-sconey saliva all over my feet).

So that was nice.

This afternoon, My Gift, Waylon and I will pick up Italian food at a great restaurant here in town and bring it to my parents’ house for Mother’s Day. All of us LOVE Italian food — well, not so much my Dad, but he will enjoy making me, My Gift and himself some bourbon and Cokes. And there’s a really good thing going on for me at work (must be kept secret until tomorrow), and my Dad loves to talk to me about career stuff. So it should be lovely. On the menu:

Antipasto

Chicken Marsala

Baked ziti

Gnocchi

Eggplant Parmesan

Cheesecake

Tiramisu

I will have lots of energy for practice tomorrow morning…