So, yoga last night was amazing. I was very nervous on the drive over to the gym, because I haven't darkened the doorway of a yoga studio in more than 3 weeks and I assumed I'd be as inflexible as the day I had my first class. But once we began and got into it...wow. I guess your muscles just have some kind of "memory," because I had no problem whatsoever doing the poses. My only difficulty came with the first few sun salutations - I had trouble doing the downward dog, but after a few minutes I loosened up and really got into it.


Mark and I are going through some uncertain times right now. He's decided he doesn't want to be in the Ph.D program here at UT anymore and has decided to go for a master's degree instead. Which is fine, but it means that his funding (i.e., salary and tuition) is not 100% guaranteed anymore. So he was trying to convince me last night to move into a 1-bedroom apartment (we're currently in a 2-bed, 2-bath). I told him that moving, when you consider the costs of moving, deposits, service fees etc., wouldn't save us that much money. He finally calculated it up and found that we would save about $1,000 over the course of a year. Big whoop, I told him, we can save that much over a year by cutting down our meals out and our purchases of needless items. So it looks like we're staying here, but we are going to have to economize. That sucks. Definitely no more Starbucks for me.


But anyway...can't wait to go home and start my weekend. Work sucks too.

Jen from nowhere @ 10:31 AM

Wow. Did I really not post for two days straight? How unlike me. But it's not as if anyone reads this or anything, so I think I'm in the clear.


I really should have written yesterday, because I would have been writing with my ass in a pair of size 8 pants. Yes, I wore lightweight, relaxed-fit, cropped-length Ann Taylor size 8 pants that I haven't been able to wear since oh, about 2 springs ago. It really is a great feeling. But today I put on my Ann Taylor size 10 petite jeans and they're a little tight, so go figure. I think it's water weight.


I still haven't had the courage to go to yoga again. It's amazing how inflexible your muscles will become after just 3 weeks of not practicing. I did a 20-minute yoga video the other day and just about died. This from someone who has done 90 minutes of yoga in a 100-degree room. But anyway, I plan on going back to my 8:30 p.m. class tonight.


Woke up at 7:54 so no lunch with me today. May run home later.

Jen from nowhere @ 10:26 AM

Nothing much to report today...I'm gonna put up some more pictures tonight after I can get a hold of my mom's AOL account. I'm stealing her image hosting, haha. In case you are wondering, the cute little baby being pulled up by her arms is my niece Claudia, and the woman is my sis Steph. This weekend was good, except for the fact that we ate pizza two nights in a row. I tried to restrain myself and eat more salad, less pizza, but it still didn't make for an ideal weekend of eating.


I made granola bars all on my own this weekend, hoping they would be better than the really expensive ones I get at the store. Nope. Didn't work. I am going to hunt around for a better recipe...these aren't too hot. I might post the directions if I find a good one. I also potted some dark purple petunias and put them on my balcony. The only problem is, the balcony is made of wood slats. And I live on the top floor. So anytime I water my plants, the excess liquid drains out and goes through the slats to my downstairs neighbor's porch. So I'm not sure what I should do about this. I could bring them inside and let them drain in the sink, but that would be a pain in the ass. Yet it would be better than having an irate neighbor come knocking on my door because she got a head full of plant water. I will give it some more thought...


I was late leaving today so I didn't pack a lunch. Here's to hoping I can find something decent to eat.

Jen from nowhere @ 11:41 AM

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