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Way to work it…U double thumbs up person U!!!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on February 25, 2011 by Pip

Really…??? I have never claimed to be this amazing super human..A mum that has an answer for all things (good and evil), a teacher who lives the perfect yogic lifestyle, a friend who is sooooo easy to get in touch with, a wife who can clean, fold, label and fix dinner in 5 mins, a cyclist who actually rides..But, in general I am pretty happy with who I am..I have been attempting to keep on the straight-ish and sometimes narrow path ( I personally feel straight and narrow sounds like an easy way to zone out on my travels). Yeah, I struggle with stuff and I go into hiding but eventually I figure things out.

I am a mum who remembers how hard it was in school to channel one controlled answer from a billion ideas bouncing around in the ol’ noggin. When the class was quiet I felt the need to fill in the space…I am not saying, “hey let your kids go nuts..let them be rude, loud and know nothing about other people and their needs and rights”…

I am a yoga teacher who has learned that nothing goes the way you want it to..when it looks easy it is usually hard..the cuter the name the harder the pose. I have been reintroduced to not filling in quite space with words ( I told you I struggle). As a teacher and a parent I have learned if you don’t bend…..YOU BREAK. Discipline is learned over time…yoga, riding, being a parent and being a kid takes discipline.

So, as the un-super human that I am..I try to live a, sometimes ,disciplined yet bending life. There are some self proclaimed super humans who seem to live a life that is run by schedules, charts and skills in all portions of life. In the past I had dreams of becoming that person…If being that person makes me a super “let me tell you where you need to change because I have figured out my life” human..

I’d rather be a sometimes correct mum…yoga teacher who gets frustrated in certain postures, a friend who is trying, a wife who can keep the house dog fur free, and a cyclist who needs a swift kick in the ass to get on her bike…

To those who have figured out the flow of life…I give you a thumbs up….no, wait a double thumbs up..you are awesome….There is no need to email or tell me..I believe you..

No, I really do….

xoxo
Pip

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Posted in Pedal with tags , on January 27, 2009 by Pip

there are so many things I would love to babble on about..But, my Mum told me:

1) my jokes aren’t very lady like

2)parents from my son’s school might read my blog

3)”you don’t want people to know too much about you”

1) it is known fact that I am a tomboy. My Mum thinks back to the days when I was homecoming queen ( no freakin’ joke) and model. I think back to the day my Vanilla arrived.
Everyone knows, “Lady like” jokes aren’t funny!

2) parents from my son’s school might read it..Once everyone started joining Facebook-my cover was blown.

3) I teach yoga..students are trapped into knowing everything about me..anyways-I am pretty boring.

I can’t sleep..I wanted to ride at 5am..3 hrs o’ sleep hmmmm

Grandparents, Karma and Patrick Dempsey

Posted in Live with tags , , on April 12, 2008 by Pip

We have all heard the saying,”what goes around comes around”…no kids, it was said before Justin Timberlake  never thought his name would be in my blog)…well lifes “dog chasing tail” karma bit me in the ass yesterday.  I went to Charlotte Latin from 3rd-12th grade..we lived an hour away but my folks wanted a private school.  In lower school we had Grandparents Day every year..it was this big show of kids singing top 20 songs and when I was in 5th grade I was one of the Andrew Sisters singing boogie woogie bugle boy and sentimental journey.  I remember my Mum being so proud and my Dad looking completely bored (proud but bored).  Grandparents Day was kinda cool..,for kids who weren’t “A” students, it was a time that we could be total lower school bad asses….

Yesterday, Monks had Grandparents Day….I felt like I was at a Dead Show trying to find seats (I need a miracle) and friends.  I am not even stretching the truth when I say..families were at the school by 6:30am  for a 9:30 show…..for good seats.  Parents had seats saved by names on paper, newspapers (WSJ, NYT)…and then there was a row with Star,Us weekly and Road-that would be my row.  Most parents, don’t want people to know that they read total crap mags, (Star,Us) I am here to say if you are gonna do it you gotta own it.  I like seeing who is cought without makeup,broke up and gossip..not to mention seeing Patrick Dempsey cruising down the sidewalk while his daughter learns to ride.  It is a good thing he is decked out in full kitPatrick Dempsey and Tallulah..maybe he is helping his daughter learn that adults dress in Garanimal clothes too.  Maybe it was a gift from her..or maybe- I really don’t have another excuse. But, Patrick wear your helmet when you ride with your kid (and when our photo will be in a magazine)  Anyway, Road was my saving grace-noone is going to ask me about playgroups,projects or anything while my face is buried in it.  Finally it is 9:30 and the gym has over 2400 parents/GP squished into a vast space of raising temp, kickin’ coffee breathe and younger kids who wanted to leave.

As soon as the lights came up and I saw 16 kids dressed as ants (all black costumes with hoods).  Parents began to sit up to figure out where their kid was..as soon as Monks walked out I could tell it was him.  He is tall (go figure – I’m 5’10”), lanky and carries himself with total Joy…OK, to be honest we put bright red shoes on him!!!  Come on they were all in black.

So karma found me.  When I was waiting for the show to start I understood that even though my parents looked so tired and ready to head home by the end of the show…they were so proud.  I had goosebumps and tears as I watched kids bump into each other and sing “the ants go marching”…We all want to be ROCKSTARS..when kids do anything in public and clapping is involved they are at automatic rockstar status.

It’s raining and I am about to play soccer with 8 boys (5-8 yrs old) and then we are playing mud bike..ride thru a mud puddle and we rate by amount of mud and style.

I get extra style points for being a Mum, a girl and old (I mights break a hip)…I’ll post pix tomorrow.

xoxo

Pip