Entries from August 2012

these words….

August 28, 2012

these words, lyrics actually, to one of my favorite ingrid michaelson songs, keep running on the treadmill through my mind. 

pounce.  pounce. pounce.

my brain strikes each verb, consonant, metaphor and simile over and over again with a whack of wanting; striving to oxygenate each verse with my giant inhales, infusing each cell with their meaning, and exhaling their substance into my actions and deeds. 

my heart is grateful for the periods of hollow. how else could i compare the spans whence my cup is brimful of la-la? light always looks its prettiest at the darkest of hours. 

do you have any songs that do this to you?

there are so many to list. i could dedicate a whole ‘nother blog, a whole ‘nother career to lyrics and how i try to wear them like a too-tight sweater. 

today it’s “everybody.” have a listen:

Everybody

tuesday brimful to you m’loves. 

some days…

August 27, 2012

some days are just best begun down by the shore.

when the crosswalks, horn honks and lanes un-merging crescendo into an all too-heavy dubstep beat of stress and madness, a sunrise visit to the sand quaaludes all the family members into a simpler mien where shoes and socks reign amiss. 

flit, whirl, tumble and fly- all across the edge of the sea. we perform the dance of our lives, for an audience of waves, surfers, and seagulls. 

with each pirouette i feel my heart softening and my tears drying. we ronde de jambe our toes in the water and smile up at the sun, feeling the silly come back into our lives and warmth sink onto our skin. 

rounding out our routine are a series of gutty, but thrilling grand jetés. jones and i don’t quite nail our landings, but for a second we thought we were going to have to call the coast guard on priscilla. she could have jeté’d her pretty self all the way to oregon. 

as we take our final bows and pick up the laudatory bouquets of roses and congratulatory tossed seashells, our tongues hang long and taffy-like. we are exhausted from the effort of our performance, but mostly we are exhilarated and can’t contain the bounding joy spilling forth out of our souls {and mouths.}

some days just call for rockin’ the ludicrous and sadness out your heavy, city boots.

these are the days.

weekend happy

August 24, 2012

friday goofy to you m’loves!

it’s the weekend and i’m hands-in-the-air-happy!

what’s on the filofax for your days of kid-n-play?

today my face is getting the gift of the triniti laser. this is the 4th time i’ve had it done. it is by far the most effective anti-aging weapon i’ve seen out there. it tones the skin, combats fine lines, and battles my nemesis: melasma. but man its post zap remnants leave me looking like a monster best left in one’s closet for the next few days.

keep the small children and heart conditioned elderly far from newport beach this weekend. i don’t want to scare anyone with my black and purple branded face for the next few days. even the beasts choose to take alternate routes to best avoid me in the house. 

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but if you ARE ok with charred flesh and you’re in the orange county neighborhood, come see me at jabulani yoga for my jabu-fusion fit class this saturday at 9:30am. my jabu-fusion fit class is the same format of my coreplay® class: a mixed fun bag of lotte berk {barre type exercises,} pilates, yoga, my sarcasm and a ton of love blended up into one hour. we sweat, we tone, we stretch, we smile. 

jabulani just filmed our promo videos, and here’s MINE!! i feel like i get a little sleepy toward the end of it?? must be my insomnia. 

wishing you a fit, restful, smile-filled weekend.

see you on the other side of sunday m’loves. 

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