Monthly Archives: January 2011

Finding the perfect purse

I’m thinking about starting a weekly series on here called The Search for the Holy Grail.

I swear, I have been looking for the perfect laptop bag for something like seven years. Any ideas?

Here are my requirements:

  1. Light- my crap weighs enough, the bag can’t be heavy on it’s own
  2. Pockets, and lots of them.  Right now I’m using an old diaper bag as a purse.  Need I say more?
  3. Pockets on the inside too.  I’ve got a Timbuk2 bag that I love, except that it becomes a black hole where things go to be lost forever.  I like organization.
  4. Needs to be big enough to put my laptop in when I want tot take it with.

The hunt is on.  I’ll keep you posted.

Write what you know

I’m supposed to be writing right now.  It’s my time out of the house to get some writing done, but it’s slow going.  Everything I try to write about today is coming out too personal.  It’s fiction, but based on truth, and I’m afraid if I write it someone is going to think that I don’t love my family or that I’m going to leave my husband or fill in the blank.

It’s a bit psycho, I know. But I wonder- when Agatha Christie was working on her first book, did anyone wonder if she had really killed someone at some point?  I mean, if you’re supposed to write what you know…

Actually, Stephen King talks about this in On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft I can’t remember what exactly he says, but it’s something along the lines of the fact that he didn’t have to kill people to write horror stories.

So…my conclusion is that I should get over it and write. Right?

Morning Routine

Do you have a morning routine? Does it include a lot of time reading the paper, watching the news, or sitting with your cup of coffee?

That sounds nice.

I have a morning routine: snooze for between 3 and 45 minutes. Realize if I don’t leave RIGHT NOW the trip to the gym will be pointless. Rush out of bed, into the workout clothes and contacts, out the door to the rec center. After 30 minutes and zero seconds on the elliptical rush back home, into the shower. Out, brush my and the kids’ teeth, fix make up, clothes, hair. Start coffee, make lunch while it’s brewing, pour in the cup (when my aim is good) kisses all around as I run out the door.

I would LOVE to have a leisurely morning routine, but the first time my alarm goes off is at 4:45, so I’m not seeing how that would happen. But, I’m willing to trade that picture perfect morning for the time I have with my family in the late afternoon when I get home from work.

That doesn’t mean I’m not jealous of the family breakfasts I see on tv.

Yeah for 2011!

I thought up this little ditty while freezing my tukas off this afternoon.  Sing to the tune of Prince’s 1999.  Enjoy!

Two zero one zero is over it’s out of time

So today lets rollerblade like it’s nineteen ninety five

nineteen ninety five

I rollerbladed just over five miles through my neighborhood and the attached sudivision.  I haven’t been for more than two years, and I felt like a little kid again!

The Pilates Lifestyle: Making the commitment

Happy New Year!  2011 is here and it’s time to think about what you want from the year.  I’m not talking about making lofty goals or resolutions, just really thinking about what you want this year to bring.

Last year, I decided to choose a word for the year to help me focus on what I wanted.  My word for 2010 was “Intention.”  Through the year I strived to live with intention, creating my life rather than reacting to it.

Intention may be my word for 2011 too.  I’m still mulling it over, along with the words “Health” and “Bravery.”  Which ever word I settle on, I will use 2011 to create a healthy life, making the brave decisions when they are the right, but not easy, ones.

One of my brave, but not so easy decisions, is the e-course I’m starting on www.thePilatesLifestyle.com today.  Last year I wrote a book about integrating Pilates into everyday life.  While my book isn’t yet available commercially, I am ready to start sharing it’s message, and I would love if you would join me.