oh how is grows!
Guess who’s still around kickin it? Me!
A (finally) leisurely weekend of yoga, cooking and one nap can change one’s entire perspective.
More pinata fun: this pinata got taken all over town!
Friends couple bridal shower (which is where the Pinata found a home) means a lot of sangria on a Saturday, day.
Back to teaching yoga and absolutely loving it. It makes me so happy knowing that others get to feel so good through a yoga glass.
And just one thing I thought was nice.
A few snaps from the beautiful wedding of my bestie Ashely! More to come soon!
After a weekend at the lake Ky and I headed to our beautiful home state of Nebraska. My love for Nebraska is deep. It grows even more being away. I absolutely love how energizing it is going back and am always amazed by the cooler-by-the-minute Omaha. The vibes from that city are nice.
I will never get tired of this sign. Please don’t change it!
Nebraska road, Nebraska Sky
An Omaha classic: Big Fred’s Pizza. Such a great sign.
The Big ‘Mo
The Bob Kerry Bridge – linked Omaha and Iowa (Council Bluffs)
In two places at one time.
Nebraska beef. The best. Not a small sandwich – prime rib sandwich at Ole’s Steakhouse in Paxton.
A great Sunday spending time in the park with friends. It’s still smoldering hot and humid as what I presume hell to be like, but I don’t mind a bit of sweat in a relief to escape the air con. The highlight of the park was two grannies exercising. And exercise they did….
My new bike. The day before I left for vacation my bike was stolen and below is my new beauty, a “Flying Pigeon”.
Garden Hotel Park. Hot, hot, hot.
Weird exercise and lots of hitting yourself as exercising are common sites in China. But this woman took it to another level. I admire her.
And then she got her friend to take part. “Bear walking” the hot new exercise among the older exercisers in Shanghai. Give it a try – it tones your whole body and will give you killer buns!
After two days in New York Kyle and I flew to Kansas City. From there we made our way to my Dad’s condo at Lake of the Ozarks. I didn’t know what to expect but was hoping for some settled peace and quiet. Luckily it was just that. Not too much running around or too many dinners out (which always seem to add up to too many while visiting home). The hardest decisions were something along the lines of whether to swim or read.
I often forget what a “clear” sky looks like. Even on sunny days in Shanghai there is a haze. You get used to it, but after going home you really see (and breathe) what you’re missing. I apologize in advance to too many pictures that have to do with the sky.
That dang dead armadillo