So I've decided that I will have guests posts for the blog birthday. I also will answer questions as honestly as possible if you email them to me or leave them in the comments.

For my own birthday in a couple of weeks I've decided to hit a local music festival. I will have to take a disco-nap to make it through until 3 am but I'm going to put on my old party attitude and remind myself how its done. It's only 34, not death for christs sake.  

Its in the 90s here today, I'm a bit hungover and I decide to go to vinyasa yoga. Headache? CHECK, dehydrated? CHECK, Low Blood Sugar, CHECK. I don't think its the dumbest think I've ever done but damn was it tough. I'm moving joints and muscles that I didn't think moved anymore. It was a very tough class today but I'm glad I did. It helped to metabolize the alcohol a bit. Headache, gone. Dehydration, may take a few more hours due to the incredible amounts of sweat and, the low blood sugar is taken care of. Why? Because I drove straight to Burgerville. No better way to cure a hangover than with a fish sandwich, deep fried for my enjoyment.

I went on a date this week. He wasn't disgusting but, I don't know if I can date.
Interesting - I've turned into a total chicken shit!

I'm officially on vacation for a week. It hasn't sunk in yet - I think it might take longer than a week.  Oh well, I'll make the best of it.

Drink count:
2 -16 oz. Tumbler of vodka and soda.
1 shared bottle-Kramer Vinyards, Quad Rose

As many of you remember I have a back injury that just turned 11 years old. Over the years I've maintained a fairly excellent level of "living". I've never let my injury stop me. That's been the key to the last 11 years. The last few years I've developed a chronic pain condition coupled with some osteoporosis. I know at the tender age of 33 that most are surprised that I've developed symptoms of osteoporosis however, it runs in the family. Before my mother died at the tender age of 52, she had already had 4 surgeries to repair and replace vertebrae in her spine. I know all of this sounds so fun but I got a little concerned. Of course many would argue that my Mom's physical problems stemmed from years of drug abuse, constant physical battering from her husbands/ boyfriends and a poor diet. But there is no doubt that I am shrinking, genetics in this case won and with a little winner we call bone loss.

 A few things have contributed to my current pain levels; I've put on a little weight. Yes, even 5 pounds can make the difference when you have a bad back. I'm also under a lot of stress. Work being my main cause of stress but then I added school, writing a book and raising two children. I've always been an overachiever and I probably won't change. Wanting to live, love and thrive are my main goals in life; this includes activities that would put me in the "overachiever" category. Consider that I used to be homeless and it isn't hard to overacheive; all I had to do was get a place to live. Stress affects your physical well being so I've decided to do something about it. I'm going to Yoga.

I started over the weekend with three different introductory sessions. My first session was Vinyasa yoga: a practice that incorporates continues fluid movement. I thought I would like this because I would be less likely to get bored and fall asleep. For entertainment I invited two friends along for the ride. One of our friends wanted to know if we could take a camera and take a picture of the collective black hole of disdain and hatred in the back of the room and if we could all three do it with a cigarette in our hand. Funny guy!!

6:30 PM
I thought the guys in there with no shirts were showing off - Unfortunately I didn't realise that this yoga included a 95 degree room.
6:45 PM
I was in a lot of trouble and my friends were about to kill me.
7:15
You want me to do what with where?
7:30
I couldn't hold hold the poses because my mat was drowning 2 inches under water. (my sweat)
7:30
My friends were taking turns swinging fists at me.
7:45
I thought I was going to die but this is a lot like the game, Twister.
8:00
I've decided I fucking love this! Can I get a high five?
Anyone?  Anyone?
Delirious from dehydration which induces a giggling fit!

I can't wait to go back and try again!

The drink count:
1 gallon of water
1 Stella Artois